[Alice, too, has started taking extra precautions when going out, especially when she does so in anticipation of being a support mage like she is for Styx tonight. She is currently wearing gloves and long pants beneath her skirts in order to better protect herself from any grazing wounds that could become infection points later.
Given how things in the city have been going, exorcisms-that-don't-actually-involve-ghosts (Alice promises there will be one one day, Styx!) have been put on hold in favor of finding and helping people infected with the Cwyld. The two are in agreement on the methodology: save people as much as possible and by whatever means necessary. It's sometimes rough and unpleasant, but so go battles for the soul.
Styx, with his stronger build and practiced physicality, takes the lead while Alice hangs back, using divination spells to help identify the extent of the infection, healing magics to help remove the infection, and support spells to assist Styx with the unenviable job of physical restraint.
Right now, given how much trouble he's having with this turnskin, she's firmly focused on the lattermost task. Murmuring, she releases a burst of energy that envelops the other witch in a protective barrier. It won't totally prevent injury, but it will at least help him should the turnskin lash out too strongly.]
Please, listen to him and let us help you!
[In response, the turnskin practically hisses and renews its thrashing.]
cast out
Given how things in the city have been going, exorcisms-that-don't-actually-involve-ghosts (Alice promises there will be one one day, Styx!) have been put on hold in favor of finding and helping people infected with the Cwyld. The two are in agreement on the methodology: save people as much as possible and by whatever means necessary. It's sometimes rough and unpleasant, but so go battles for the soul.
Styx, with his stronger build and practiced physicality, takes the lead while Alice hangs back, using divination spells to help identify the extent of the infection, healing magics to help remove the infection, and support spells to assist Styx with the unenviable job of physical restraint.
Right now, given how much trouble he's having with this turnskin, she's firmly focused on the lattermost task. Murmuring, she releases a burst of energy that envelops the other witch in a protective barrier. It won't totally prevent injury, but it will at least help him should the turnskin lash out too strongly.]
Please, listen to him and let us help you!
[In response, the turnskin practically hisses and renews its thrashing.]