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[mem_more_rakke]

As a notice to old and new residents alike, I have recorded for your use an audio version of the initial information regarding Demeleier. I apologise for the time this has taken, it will be available shortly

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[audio][filtered]

[myhrta]

You are prone to hurt, aren't you? [Myhrta gives a small sigh, but there's the sound of her picking up her staff.]

I'll be over shortly.

[audio][filtered]

[mem_more_rakke]

Thank you, it is much appreciated. Please do not trouble yourself knocking, I have left the door open for you.

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[myhrta]

[She raps sharply on the door before she pushes it open.]

What's the problem?

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[mem_more_rakke]

[Thanatos does not stand to receive her. Indeed he doesn't really look like he could. His clothes are messed and torn, and his lower half is particularly bloodstained. Scratches and bite marks have torn his skin and clothes. There is a distinct smell of dead flesh in the air, accompanied by Thanatos's usual aura of death, it is not a happy room.]

Myhtra, thank you for coming. [He receives her as normal. In fact, he seems to be in good humour - well - for Thanatos] Would you like a drink before you begin?

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[myhrta]

[It reminds her of being on the fields of Northrend, healing her wounded comrades before torching those who had fallen, so they would not rise again. Her nose wrinkles and she crosses over to him, leaning close.]

No, thank you. We can save that for when you are healed.

[She reaches out to touch a part of his torn clothes.]

What happened?

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[mem_more_rakke]

There are re-animated corpses under the graveyard. [The man explained, using the exact same words the poe collector had given him] Quite a lot of them. [He then gestures to a sheet wrapped around a bundle of bloodied objects that sits lifelessly in the corner of the room] I was to collect fifteen spines for the wandering shop's owner.

It did not go well.

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[myhrta]

[Her lips twist in a displeased grimace. It reminds her all too well of the sort of quests she herself had to do in Northrend.]

That I can see.

I need you to take this off so I can see the wounds. If I can treat them with magic better than potions, I'd prefer to do that.

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[mem_more_rakke]

[Thanatos gave a sigh. He had thought that would be the case. Very well there was no call for modesty. Standing with some effort he hisses in pain as he removes his clothes. All of them, and folds them away neatly to one side despite their being almost ruined. He is a handsome creature to be sure, even wounded as he is, and he is wounded in many places, one being his inner thigh where a large bite is bleeding freely.]

I appreciate your help as ever, Myhrta.

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[myhrta]

[Myhrta, without any shyness, pushes his leg so she can get a better look at the wound on his thigh. She grimaces at the sight of teethmarks - being bitten by one of the rotting scourge invited disease and had to be treated carefully. What he was doing to get bitten so high up on his thigh was not something she wanted to know.

Quickly and methodically, she checks all of his wounds and then stands.]

Nothing I cannot fix. This may hurt somewhat.

[Her hands are surrounded by white-green light, in which little sparks may almost look like leaves, before it flashes purple and she casts Renew. Thanatos is surrounded by swirling purple light, but already Myhrta's hands are surrounded by the light again and she casts Regrowth.

As his wounds begin to knit together, she prepares for the longer Healing Touch.]

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[mem_more_rakke]

[Thanatos lets out a slow hiss and closes his eyes at the uncomfortable sensation. He is used to this form of healing, yet the discomfort of having nerves repaired and flesh regrown is always somewhat nauseating.]

Does your energy wane, when you practice healing?