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POV: You live in a cabin deep in the forest. It's the middle of winter and a war has broken out between two kingdoms. You're unaffected by the war since you don't belong to either of them. You left your home one morning to gather firewood and saw a large lump on the ground. Thinking it was firewood, you walked over. It turned out to be a soldier from one of the kingdoms, but he was badly injured. He was lying on the ground, unconscious, and the snow under him was a dark crimson. How do you react and what do you do?

(Romance allowed!!! Male, Female, Non-binary, Trans, ETC. accepted!!!!)

Zeal: *picks him up and carries him back to his home*

He didn't move and just flopped around like a ragdoll.

Zeal: *lays him down of the couch and heats up the fire*

A few minutes later he stirred, grunting as his eyes fluttered open. "Where.. am I.."

Zeal: *making Tea*

He sat up and held his head, looking around

Zeal:

(HELPPPP)

"Who.. are you..?"

Zeal: Name's Zeal

(Very tempted to st I...am Zeal)

"I'm Torasawa.." He said, rubbing his temples. "What happened? Why am I here? What day is it?"

Zeal: you were out in the snow practically dead. I rescued you and you're in my home, as for the day I'm not so sure

Umbreon: *picks the guy up, they live alone, offering magical services (Potions, charms, spells, etc.) to those who find them*
(Heya Lane!)

(HEY UMBBB)

His body flopped around like a ragdoll, a trail of blood following them.

(HRUUUUUU?)
U: *muttering a minor healing charm, taking him into their cabin*

(I have the WORST headache rn ugh)

The bleeding stopped but he still wasn't responsive.

U: *sets him on a small "bed" that they have people and guests sit on, even though the visits are rarer and rarer, and tends to him, before starting work on a poultice*

He stirred awake and looked around. "W- Where am I..."

U: my home, fair soldier.
*their cabin is relatively small, but also kinda big? herbs and other plants hang from the cieling, drying, in the middle of the room youre in sits a firepit with a large cauldron, bubbling with water and potions, potions and elixirs sit on shelves on the walls, an Ironbelly Stove burn in the corner, keeping the place warm*
U: dont strain yourself. you lost a lot of blood. *they wear a sleeveless tunic, tattoos of runes and symbols lay on their arms*

He looked over at them. "Those tattoos.. what are they for?"

U: protection.

"So.. you tattoo protection spells on yourself?" He asked, sitting up with a light grunt.

U: they also keep me warm. *Moves to mincing some herbs*

He nodded and stood, taking off his armor. His body was covered in old and fresh scars, even some marks of what looked like branding on his side. "So, why do you live alone all the way out here?" He asked, stretching.

U: townsfolk don't like magic users untill they need them.

"True that.. I don't get it tho." He said, looking around the cabin. "You sure do like herbs, huh?"

U: theyre useful, even in their raw forms, they can be eaten and or made into a tea for benefits.

He nodded. "You sure do know a lot."

U: i do.

"How long have you been living out here alone?" He asked, sitting back on the bed.

U: pretty long. most of my life. ok my whole life.

"Oh wow... Why, if you don't mind me asking??"

U: i simply was pushed out.

"For... what?" He said, his brow furrowing.

U: the way i was born, and my magical talent. the rubes cast me out.

He chuckled. "You look like you were born normal enough, and magical talent is rare these days. It's useful to have a magic user nearby, so why kick you out?"

U: because im neither man nor woman?

"And? It doesn't define your personality. Such a stupid reason to kick someone out." He grumbled

U: mhm. so, why are you here?

"Well, I was fighting in the war and I was scouting.. that's all I remember before you found me." He said, shrugging

U: well you were bleeding something fierce.

He laughed softly. "I guess I was, huh?"

U: mhm.

"Well, have any herbs for this?" He teased with a smile. "I've got a wee bit of pain."

U: hm. ginseng, and Yarrow. *grabs the dried herbs off the ceiling*

He watched, interested in what they would do.

U: *chops them, and grinds them into a powder* show me the cut.

He laughed and shook his head. "It's not a cut, it's more of a muscle pain."

U: *picks up a knife*

"Are you gonna make one?" he asked, raising up his arm to reveal a nice chunk of unscarred skin. "You can carve in anything you'd like."

U: mhm. *gently cuts the flesh, before rubbing the herbs in*

He winced a bit but soon shrugged it off. "So, did you just want to cut me open, or will this help with the "muscle pain" I was having? Because it was just a cramp." He said, smiling

U: itll help. besides, if it was just a cramp, you need to eat more bananas.

"Bananas?" He said with a small laugh. "You know everything, don't you?"

U: potassium.

"What's something you don't know?" He said, leaning back as they rubbed the herbs in.

U: not much.

He let out a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "You're really good at this, you know?"

U: yup.

"Are you focused, annoyed or not talkative?" he asked, poking their arm.

U: the latter.

He looked confused, not being the brightest. "The huh?"

U: not for chatting.

He looked at them. "Hm, well if you can't tell, I'm very talkative."

U: how unobvious.

He looked proud of himself, a wide grin on his face. "I think that sounds like a compliment!"

U: *chuckles*

He looked up at them. "That's the first laugh I've heard outta ya! Am I that funny?"

U: a little. lay down. you need rest to recover.

He nodded and laid back with a grunt. "Have any herbs for sleeping?" He asked, curious to see how many different types of herbs they had.

U: mhm. Lavender works wonders.

"Could I get some of that? I'm a restless sleeper."

U: sure i guess. *puts some in a bag, and dunks it in boiled water, letting it steep into a tea*

He stretched with a groan, the bed creaking with his movement.

U: *hands him the tea*

He quickly downed it and sighed. "Does it kick in fast?"

U: itll take a minute.

He stared up at the ceiling, waiting for the tea to kick in.

U: *continues working*

He eventually dozed off, his hands resting on his stomach.

U: *eventually goes to their room, and therefore, to bed*

He managed to stay still throughout the night but it didn't help with his snoring. He sounded like a creaking door, very unenjoyable.

U: *wakes up just to cast a muffling charm on him*

The rest of the night was silent besides the occasional creak of the bed.

U: *sleeps*

He awoke in the morning, patting over where he was cut. "They sure have a clean cut.." he mumbled.

*the soreness is gone*
U: *still sleeping*

"Damn that stuff works wonders.." he whispered, careful not to wake them.

*its a clean place, maybe a little dust on the shelves, but otherwise tidy.*

He got up and wandered around as he looked for a stovetop and some ingredients to cook.

*a gas range and pantry are in the kitchen*

His eyes lit up as he opened up the pantry. He grabbed flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, milk, butter, and some eggs. He began to make a batter before turning on the gas range, putting it on a pan and began to cook it.

U: *wakes up, stepping out* wha..?

"Good morning!" He said with a smile. The smell of pancakes filled the air since he made the batter from scratch. "I hope you don't mind that I used some ingredients."

U: not at all. whatchyu mankin?

"Pancakes and eggs!" he said, flipping the pancakes. "How do you like your eggs?"

U: over easy. or medium, don't care.

"Do you want them scrambled or sunny side up? I can do either!" He purred, trying to show off.

U: sunny side.

He grinned and cracked 4 eggs, letting them sit until they were finished. He put two on two plates and put two pancakes on each as well, before handing them a plate. "Here you go! Breakfast is served!"

U: *looks* hm. thanks. *grabs some jar'd honey, and puts it on the pancakes before eating*

"So... is it good?" He asked, shyly reaching out for the honey.

U: mhm *hands it over*

He took it and put some on his own, taking a few bites. "What do you normally eat in the mornings?"

U: eggs and toast.

"Well, you got some extra this morning!" He said happily as he continued eating.

U: thanks, *resumes eating*

He nodded and finished, taking his plate to the sink and washing it off.

U: *finishes as well, cleans up*

"So.. what do you do for fun?"

U: walk, say hello to the birds.

"Would you like to?" He asked, wanting to know more about them.

U: sure. ill introduce you to the crows and ravens.

He slipped on his armor and walked to the front door, opening it and holding open for them.

U: *just puts on a tunic and pants, walks out with a quiet thanks*

He nodded and followed, a sword strapped onto his side as he kept watch.

U: you dont need the weapons or armor.

"It's always good to be careful. Who knows what's out here, especially with the wars going on and what happened to me." He said, getting a bit shy at being pointed out.

U: fair.

"So... do the birds come to us?" He asked, looking up in the trees.

U: *finds a clearing, lets out a few whistles, and some imitation chirps, you see some crows peak out from the treeline*

"Impressive.." he whispered, looking around.

U: its alright, hes a firend. *elbows you* offer them something, something shiny.

He sighed and looked over at them. "All I have is my armor, sword, and earrings." He said, sighing.

U: hm. *hands you a silver coin*

He smiled and took it, raising it up. "Here you go guys."

*the crows immediately approach, taking the coin*

He smiled wider and nodded. "Seems they liked it."

U: *smiles*
*the crows approach*

He knelt down and sat on the ground. "Hey there, friends." He said softly.

C: CAW!

He blinked and looked over at Umbreon. "Is that.. good?"

U: yes.

"What did it say?" He said, tilting his head

U: its saying hello.

"Well hello to you too!" He said to the crow as he took his sword from his side and cut off a shaving of metal from his armor as he extended it to the crow.

C: *yoink*

He laughed softly. "It's nice, huh?:

U: *smiles*
C: *flies off, other crows show up, surrounding you, cawing and rubbing on you*

His eyes lit up as he reached out and pet them. "Oh you guys are so sweet!"

C: *eventually they leave, as crows do things other than hang out with people*

He sighed and stood up, dusting himself off. "So.. what now?"

U: *has a seat, pulling a bag from... somewhere*

Huh"*

He sat up and leaned over. "What is that?" he asked

U: lunch.

He nodded and laid back, staring up. "It's nice having company.."

U: mhm. *lays out a nice picnic, mostly, and waves their hand, causing the food to materialize* Hera can suck it. Hestia is better.

"Like.. the gods?" He asked, looking over.

U: yes, im on good terms with some, bad terms with others,

He looked surprised. "You can talk to the gods? That's... impressive.."

U: more like "apollo pissed me off so much i stormed olympus"

He blinked. "You... stormed Olympus? And what did he do?"

U: unimportant. lets just say artemis likes me much more than he does.

"Well.. were you born being able to talk to the gods?" He asked. "Or... did you learn how?"

U: an unfortunate bout of jealousy brought me into contact with a certain sun god. and well... yeah.

"Can you talk to all of them?" He said, rolling onto his stomach to look at them.

U: only the ones who want to talk to me.

"Like who?" He said, seeming like he might had a god in mind."

U: Hestia. he taught me the picnic trick.

"Is.. Hestia the one you talk to the most?" He asked

U: her and Artemis.

He nodded and looked around. "So.. do you ever talk to Ares? Like at all?"

U: he hates me.

"O- Oh.. that's unfortunate.. then I guess he won't be a fan of us hanging out." He said with a nervous laugh. "I have an alter for him in my home that I'm not sure is even standing since the war has affected my hometown after I left to fight.." he mumbled, rubbing his head. "I like to believe it's thanks to me praying to him and giving him offerings that I managed to become this strong and survive.."

U: meh. i dont mind.

He smiled and nodded. "Glad you don't care."

U: *shrug* roast beef sandwich?

"Oh.. sure! I wouldn't mind." He said with a smile.