Have fun!!!

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

summer:*she walked up to him and gently poked him with her staff* "uh sir, are you still alive?"

He stood with a grunt, holding his side but he was up. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"are you sure? I mean I could carry you if you want"

"I'm really alright." He said, waving his hand

"alright then, just take it carefully" *she leads him back to her cabin*

He followed, walking with a slight limp.

*they get to a small cabin but once they get inside its much bigger inside* "you can take a seat anyway, just make sure you don't knock anything over" *she grabs a spear shaped staff off the wall and took of her hat*

He sat down on the floor, stretching.

*she placed her other staff on the wall then gently tapped his head with the staff and he starts to softly glow green* "don't mind this, it's just a full body heal"

The man groaned and looked up at her. "Huh..? Where am I.. What day is it..."

"you're in my forest and its the middle of winter right now" *she adjusted her witch hat*

He grunted and grabbed his side. "Ugh.. what the hell.." he said, looking at the blood. "Is this all from me?"

"that's all form you, I'm surprised you haven't died" *she placed the tip of her staff on his wound and it starts to slowly heal* "here let me help a bit"

He let his head fall back into the snow as he stared up at the grey sky. "Thank you."

"its no big deal" *she fully sealed the wound* "now I'm wondering how you got here"

"The war between the kingdoms.." he said softly. "I got forced into it."

"well I'm sorry that you got drafted" *she knelt down* "but I'm guessing that your commander thinks you're dead so if you want, you can stay at my cabin"

"That'd be nice.." he said softly, offering a weak smile.

*she nodded before standing back up* "can you stand up?"

Meow

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

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??"

(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*