Kaidan: I’m travelling with 3 high elves. One. Shows when he’s in pain normally.
Caryalind: *downing a healing potion as yaksha bandages up his arm*
Kaidan: The second is stubborn and hides or DOWNPLAYS WHEN HES HURT!
Marigold: *laying on the ground as yaksha splints his very broken ankle* I’m fine I’ve had worse.
Kaidan: And the third. Is a hypochondriac.
Taliesin: *laying in a coffin holding a flower over a minor inconvenience* oh deaths sweet embrace come to me! let the winter take me.
Yaksha: *just staring at him* Yeah I got no cure for that.
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“You must go on adventures to find out where you really belong.”
— Sue Fitzmaurice
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