Interactions: SilverFlight Lioness075 Monday Kibaa Merciless Medic Arai Goonfire
Sombreness would only lead to disaster it seemed, Yue’s thoughts were too distracted to grant a warning word to Koralia who in her recklessness received the second curse of the group. Staring astonished at the woman, Yue couldn’t quite believe that Koralia would go to touch something that wasn’t hers so easily, especially something that belonged to the demon they had just been vanquishing. Even more shocking was the scene that followed after, Veruul in ashes and gone. Lips thinning into a line, the spirit kept her mouth shut rather than scold the human, it seemed she’d already learnt her lesson anyway, Korro’s rebukes and a curse the telling off Koralia needed for her foolishness. Her gaze turned even more baleful when Wexel parted with her, reuniting with Khatiy, their connection should’ve been obvious as she noted their similar styles of weaponry and attire. Yue hoped Khatiy would bring the little monkey out again sometime.
Filling her snack pouch full to the brim, Yue knew she was ready for the road ahead, less so for what it may entail. Munching on a sweet dumpling with her mood considerably brightening at the treat, the spirit cast her curious gaze to the strange goat that was their latest companion. Her nose twitched as she considered its smell, it smelt like a normal enough goat even if there was the odd sense it definitely wasn’t, yet she didn’t think there was much harm in using it to carry belongings, so she piled her things alongside the others.
As the sun sunk behind the mountains and descended the departing day into the chill of night, Yue helped set up camp eagerly, a second wind of energy sparking her onwards as she embraced the night air eagerly, her skin luminous under the light of the moon. Once a fire was burning, she opted to go foraging for something the group could eat alongside their rice and mutton, filling her pockets full of edible plants and bringing them back to camp, adding some to the cooking pot and munching idly on some not so edible leaves (for humans at least) as she glanced around the camp curiously. Her eyes first landed on the bronze skin of Khatiy, watching her slightly entertained, wondering idly if she was trying to use magic on the goat with little success. Then there was Korro and Roshan talking together which the spirit deemed to be quite endearing, and the less endearing one way conversation of Koralia talking to herself, but at least Xe seemed to be looking out for her. Falarion seemed to be tired, a sight that surprised the spirit. Last night he had seemed so lively, surely the day couldn’t have tired him that much even if they had been fighting.
“You shouldn’t have your head like that, you’ll get a headache,” Yue chided Falarion lightly, smiling down at his slumped form briefly, bright eyes widening as she took in the burns tarnishing his skin. Knitting her brows, the smile adorning her face faded, “deary me, you look positively awful. You silly boy, why did you not say something?” Taking a seat on the log beside Falarion, Yue’s frown deepened at the demon and she outstretched her hand now enveloped in a soothing glow, brushing her fingertips over his blistered, inflamed flesh and watching satisfied with her work as his burns melted back into untouched skin. She beamed at him, “good as new! Don’t be afraid to ask for help, okay?”
At the sound of dinner being served, Yue trotted back over to the fire, claiming her mutton-less bowl and helping herself to the rice as she took a seat. Eating a few spoonfuls gingerly, she contemplated when she would finally say something to the rest of the group about her suggestion on how to deal with the curses. With everyone going to gather for their food, perhaps this would be the best time. Clearing her throat, the spirit raised her voice to be heard by the rest of the group. “Sorry to interrupt this lovely meal we are having, but I must borrow everyone’s attention,” Yue’s voice lost the nonchalant airiness it often held, replaced with something more firm as she continued to speak, “with the cursed we happen to have within our group, we are in dire need of someone who can cleanse our afflicted and I happen to be familiar with an excellent cultivator who lives in a city not to far from here.” Leveling a glance at Koralia, but more importantly Korro, the spirit continued on, “I don’t think she would refuse me, even if our group has… an unusual mix of people within it. I believe this cultivator to be our best chance of helping Koralia and Korro.”