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Zero walked and stoped. "Um...can someone te someone in the tavern there's a dieing aura in their building? Female presumably. And losing life fast." Then he kept walking. "And june, learn to love your quirks. My ears and tail for instance." He insisted as he kept walking into the woods.

Her flying rat, Vincent, lay on her chest, waiting or her to wake. He liked her face, and Aleta opened her eyes. "Vinny...go away...." and tried to push the creature away. He tugged at her hand, and she tried to sit up. I'm so tired... She was still wearing her bloodied robe, but the upper portion hung at her waist, exposing a white undershirt. I should take it of, who knows what kind of stuff is growing on it. She carefully scooted out of the garment, now she was in her underclothes. Aleta dropped he soiled hooded robe on the floor, and a vial rolled accross the floor....
"Did you put this in my pocket Vincent?" she spoke to the Phee as if it could return the favor. The animal proceded ot tug at her bandages around her abdomen. She removed the cork, and sniffed it, and it smelled like sour grapes. Its a surace healer, it is supposed to clean wounds. It may not help me much now though...

(meh, same day you left. Aleta's condition is worsening, but she has been given hope by her pet Phee, Vincent.)

She begins to unravel her bandages. It won't help the ifnection that spread ot the rest of my body, but it will help the wound heal properly. Thankyou, friend. Aleta strips the last layer of, and the bandages are stained a rather grotesque color. Aw, s**t! She looked down to the stitces in her side, and the seam was oozing orange, black, purple, and the red of blood. Around the edges, it was swollen and bruise-like One would retch at the smell... The bullet wound in her shoulder stung, but it looked fine, she didn't have to worry about it. I sure hope its enough

And she watched the clear fluid trickle down the row of stitches that closed the wound. It tickled, and then it stung, and it felt like ice. "Ah! She sucked air through her teeth, making a hissing noise. " The result was as she expected, signs of surface infection dissappeared, and the wound was cleaned. She didn't need bandages anymore. I'm still sick, its been two days, it is only going to get worse...

Aleta flopped limply onto te cot. "Its an infection, its afected my entire body, and my little friend here gave me an elixer too late. It helped heal he wound itself, but it didn't ease any other pain." She closed her eyes. "I guess thats what happens when you push yourself so hard. I had to see the batlefield for myself after it ended. Look, the portal, or gate, or whatever it is, is still open, and no mortal can close it. If a god tries to close it, there will only be another force to keep it open..." Her inky black hair was spread around her head like a dark halo framing her pale blue face.

Aleta has spent her time listening to snippets of conversation bellow. June sould love herself, there's nothing wrong with her. It makes her who she is, unique. I'll be sure to tell her that. She was still lucid, and hanging on. She realized she was very thirsty. "hey, can I get some apple cider up here?" She yelled as loud as she could. With every action she perfored, it fellt like her body reacted with pain...yellling wasn't a good idea.

"I'm thirsty" she replied. "Hey, could you do something or me?" Aleta neded help to save her life. "Rena, come here, I have something for you. A quest if you will" and heanded her a scrap of paper. A list:

-2 pink apples
-sap of a willow
-juice of a boku pear
-Essence of water (healing, can be made)
-tears of a pheonix
"Its a recipie of a potion, it cures many illnesses."

Rena saw the paper "for illness,hmmm....i see"

Rena said "ok i'll get it for you" then she ran off