John's question about the nature of healing Zion provided earned an affirming nod from the magician as he gave a slight introductory bow. The words he had spoken made the magician silently agree with John's assessment. Perhaps there really was more to this "plague" than fevers and bacteria. "I must impose upon you to lead the way then."
Zion gestured before following the sailor to a shipwright's shop. The man owned an impressive dry dock but it was quiet and void of workers. One of his apprentices greeted them somberly at the door before agreeing to let them see the bedridden craftsman.
The shipwright was a middle aged man with a large frame, but his muscular form still managed to look weak. Black veins ran throughout pale sweating skin and a constant expression of pain was across his bearded face. "Demons...monsters in the wood. Why won't you believe me?"
When the shipwright noticed the door opening he began to plead through his agony. The apprentice frowned and sighed, "A healer has come to try and cure you. Please just be quiet about that for a moment."
The young worker spoke out of concern for his mentor."Let him speak. I'm rather interested in stories about demons and monsters."
Zion stepped forward and moved the the side of the bed. "Who are you?"
asked the shipwright as his eyes were swollen shut and he could not see. Zion slowly reached up to touch his shoulder as he introduced himself. "My name is Noiz, I'm a healer from Magnostadt."
Using a simple trick to change his name, Zion created an alias as he activated the golden armband hidden beneath his clothing. The magician then reached out and emitted a golden light from his hand which washed over the sick man.
The Holy Blessing
restored his body and burned away impurities, which caused the man's condition to improve. But as the light faded his skin remained pale and black veins were still pulsing along his body. Zion frowned and reached out to touch the shipwright's wrist. The bewildered man hardly noticed as Zion probed his magoi using a bit of the magician's own, he was too absorbed in the relief of all his pain fading. "Unfortunately, I am unable to heal this sickness...I could only relief the symptoms. Sooner or later, they will come back."
The foxdoll retrieved his hand and spoke grimly as he closed his eyes and stepped back. "Do you mind if we look at your lumber?"
The news had hit the shipwright hard, it was bone chilling to think the agony of the past few days wasn't over, it was just repeating. It took him a moment to give Zion permission. The magician then turned and began walking with a purpose.
Zion's examination of the shipwright revealed a complex magic formulae at work within his body. One which was beyond the young magician's understanding of life rukh. This meant there was a powerful magician behind the supposed plague, or perhaps even more dangerous...some fool with a powerful magic tool. Either way, the situation had just become much more dire. Zion wasn't sure he would be able to handle it all by himself.
Even so, the young doll had resolved himself to his lonely journey. This wasn't something he could just walk away from. In a narrow minded decision, Zion was taking all the weight onto himself. He would rush past John in a hurry moving into the workshop to inspect the lumber. Laser focused on his task, the magician would spot similar advanced life magic flowing inside the wood. "Just as I had feared...This place is in danger."
The magician muttered quietly to himself not thinking he would be heard. "I need to find where this wood came from, and fast. The culprit is probably able to stop this plague."Magoi:
- Magic Tool Used:
Holy | Light + LifeAppearance:
A small golden bracelet with Solomon's circle engraved upon the under side. The top of the bracelet has a raised winged design with intricate details.Function:
- Holy Blessing ~ By feeding magoi to the bracelet, the item will shine a golden light healing up to B tier wounds on the user or any single target within 5m. 10 magoi to activate | 5 magoi to sustain