Boots on the ground (Moore)

[Nephrite]

"I could use a bit of rest myself, I used up a lot of my magic to get us through things out there." Moore says. "But I doubt we have long enough for me to really replenish any of that, so I'll help out with the injured if you'd like -- I know a song that can help recovery, it won't be too taxing for me to use it."

[Anastasia]

"Go right to the infirmary. Balyss is leading the efforts there," Elena says.

[Nephrite]

Moore nods and heads over there!

[Anastasia]

Here the wounded are being tended to. It's a mess, healers going about and tending as more are brought in, while the healed who are able to walk go out. Balyss is moving amid all of it, seeing to it all with her holy symbol in hand. After healing a human soldier who lost an arm, she turns to you, "Moore," she smiles briefly, "Everything's busy. If you're here to help, just start claiming patients you can help."

[Nephrite]

"Ah, it's more that I'll make everyone else a bit better, but if there's an emergency, I can fill the gap too." Moore says with a smile.

With that said, he'll fly up so he's out of the way and start playing some soft, yet magical music.

Healing Hymn will give everyone +28 to their conjuration (healing) spells!

[Anastasia]

You work amid everyone, flying above. Spells go farther with your music, the rate and speed of healing increasing. You play like this for a time, perhaps 15 minutes. It's hard to say, but the rush of wounded begins to slow to a trickle. "Good news!" Elena pops in, "Tepen's saying that's the last of the seriously wounded, at least for now."

A cheer goes up, ragged and tired. Balyss smiles briefly and finishes the astral deva she's mending, then grasps her holy symbol and murmurs something you can't hear.

[Nephrite]

Moore flies down to pat Balyss on the shoulder. "You should rest too, you know." Moore says. "For your own health."

[Anastasia]

"No. Selune will see me through," Balyss says, shaking her head. "We'll have more with the next liberations."

[Nephrite]

Moore folds his arms. "All the more reason to take a break now, when there isn't anyone in need."

[Anastasia]

Make Diplo here.

[Nephrite]

[22:09] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+58 in honor of selune
[22:09] <Serith> Nephrite roll for Serith < 76 > [d20=18]

[Anastasia]

"I..." Balyss sighs and mutters something that sounds like, "You aren't blonde enough for this." She then shakes her head and sits in the nearest chair, "Fine, fine. A minute's rest won't matter, I'm so charged with magic I can barely slow down."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods several times in satisfaction. "I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop in all of this, though... I've got a feeling in my gut." Moore says with a small frown. "Whatever comes, comes."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah." Balyss closes her eyes, "So much blood..."

[Nephrite]

"...You've got an inkling yourself, don't you." Moore says -- it's moore (ha!) of a statement than a question.