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[AbstractTraitorHero]

Geliebte  smile's at  the  herbalist and nods following after her into the building.
"Miyva is a nice name I'm  Geliebte .So Yeah Sol seems preety cute and  chill as well.So what's this medicine for exactly?"

[Shadestyle]

"Child, defy me, and you will know what it is to stand against a god."  Browfen looks utterly offended.

[TheBiggerFish]

"If I must defy a god to save people, including the god I'm defying, then so be it.  It's not like I'll live long afterwards, I'm sure.  Please.  Just go.  No-one can make this better.  Not even the gods."

[Shadestyle]

Browfen shrugs

"You are just a real downer aren't you?"

Browfen full body Tackles the treehugger, Smashing a flaming bottle of clear oil onto their chest.

[TheBiggerFish]

Niamh dodges Browfen if possible.

"Would you refuse... a small request made by a dying... woman?  Please.  Go."

[Nakéen]

"What are you doing Browfen ?!"

Taros jumps into the fray !

Attempt to shield Niamh. Failing that, dropshieldbash Browfen.

[Sanure]

Russel grunts at Beorhtric, "Don't get any ideas. My wife is off limits."

Miyva laughs, "Yes, Solynthir can be quite flirtatious when it comes to us women. Poor Russel had to go toe to toe against her when he first proposed to me. She was just poking fun at him, but he took it personally." "Ay, and I showed her who had the right to your hand." Russel looks rather pleased. Miyva then looks down, her face looking grim, "The medicine is for her infertility. I'm a doctor by trade, and I have experience working with demi-humans and monsters. Solynthir is... unable to have children anymore. The hunters who attacker her had sliced her open and destroyed her reproductive organs. I've told her the medicine will not work on her kind, but... she never has given up hope..." Miyva looks utterly depressed at thinking on it. She solemnly grabs a case of glass vials filled with greenish liquid, "Give these to her. It's enough medicine to last her the rest of the month."

[kj1225]

Beorhtric goes to grab the case as he speaks.
"Why would they do that? Wouldn't it just be easier to kill her outright?"

[Sanure]

"It's human nature to conquer mighty beasts. Why kill a monster when you can hobble it. The left her to die in the wastes. Everything she held dear was taken from her. She was left as a reminder that humans killed the Ice dragons."

[kj1225]

Beorhtric pauses.
"No. It's nature to some humans. Normal people tend to call them cunts."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Geliebte  takes the vials frowning actually looking sad her face contorted into a grimace her eyes filling with sorrow.
"She...did not deserve that she seems like a wonderful  woman and deserves to  be happy....her people did not deserve it if they were  all like her... humanity disappoints me sometimes...I hope this medicine has a chance of truly working she deserves the chance for her people to grow and prosper once again."

[Sanure]

-snip-

[Sanure]

"Tell that to the people of Frostfell. Our land is known for being the 'Home of dragon slayers'." Russel scoffs.

"As I said, the medicine will not work. It's not made for dragons. No medicine is strong enough for them... "

"Miyva, we must be going now. We have to return to town before the stable boys notice I'm gone with the wagon." Miyva nods and hugs Russel. Russel heads outside, waiting for the others.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Geliebte Looks at the vials calmly and gently holds them walking towards the wagon looking downtrodden....it really doesn't  suit her....

[Sanure]

Solynthir roars, "You claim to be on my side, yet you attack your own people! I will not trust Traitors!" Solynthir rakes one of her claws towards Taros, Naimh and Browfen [8] [10] [16]. Taros see's the large claws sweeping towards them as he yells to move, himself jumping out of the way. Niamh jumps out of the way, only to have her right leg caught by one of the claws, tearing it and shattering the bone. Browfen, is not so lucky. He is caught directly in the sweep, his bones being shattered, his back being broken, and his body being sent flying into the back wall. He has suffered a mortal wound and is dying. "Traitors deserve to die!" It seems Solynthir was not aiming for Niamh or Taros, judging by how she cranes her head to stare at Browfen. Her throat seems to become covered in a dense icy fog.