Ascending Legends

[BookWyrm]

Dayn felt the tension ease off from his body when Arryn held him. "My scars are burning.", he said after he had caught his breath. "What kind of sickness triggers magical responses?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Mage sickness, um, for an elemental mage, almost any disease that reaches a certain level of risk, um... there's a lot, Dayn, I can't think of them all...." Talk about feeling useless. She was supposed to be a healer and she couldn't tell him what was wrong.

 

[BookWyrm]

If Arryn had been trying to comfort Dayn with that, well, she had failed slightly. He curled up against her and shivered. He felt uncomfortable, almost like something was irritating him under his skin, especially the scars. Injuries thought long healed were flaring up again. His stomach felt queasy and his body ached, almost in the same way it had when the silver flecks were in his blood again. "It hurts."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn pulled the blankets up higher and pulled him close so she could tucker her head over his. She still tried to use her magic to ease his pain, but it hurt her that she had failed him by not knowing what was wrong. "I'm sorry."

 

[BookWyrm]

Clenched eyes and gritting teeth made for an uncomfortable way to tolerate the pain. Thankfully Arryn's magic managed to ease the edge off and Dayn relaxed after a minute or so. Even still, he kept his face pressed against the hollow of her neck as he weakly wrapped his arms around Arryn's waist. Once the pain was mostly non existent Dayn leaned up to kiss Arryn lightly on the chin to thank her. After that he managed to relax into her arms and rest lightly, though he couldn't help but worry that the pain would return.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn kissed his forehead and continued using her magic to help ease his pain as best she could. It hurt her heart to see him in such pain. After a few moments she closed her eyes and found their connection. She couldn't clearly tell what was wrong, just that his magic was flairing around his old wounds, like they were fresh. So, something that agitated magic and old wounds simultaneously? Could perhaps be a spell and not a disease, but she couldn't say for certain.

 

[BookWyrm]

The pain returned for another wave, instantly prompting Dayn and tighten his grip on Arryn and bury his face against her. Slowly, as if his scars were being branded, steam began to roll off of his body as tears streaked down his cheeks.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn immediately reacted and took a risk - sending some if her ice magic through their connection. In theory it would help counter the pyromancy and cool it down so that it wouldn't be so hot. She prayed to whatever God would listen that it would at least help.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn suddenly shivered as the steam dwindled away. The cool, icy touch eased across his scars and soothed away the pain, yet it only made Dayn cling that much closer to Arryn. He felt her through the connection and knew that she had risked injuring either or both of them with that move, but it was worthwhile in the end. "Thank you.", he said weakly as he nuzzled against her.

 

[Dragongal]

"Mhm" Arryn pulled him close and tucked her head over his. He might felt cold, but at least his scars weren't burning. And he wasn't literally steaming.

 

[BookWyrm]

"Arryn, I'm kinda scared." Dayn knew there was no use in lying to her about this. "I don't know why this is happening."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn stayed silent for a moment. She slowly started brushing her fingers through his hair. "It's going to be okay. I promise. I would get Mom, just for reassurance, but I don't want to leave your side. Don't worry, though. It's going to be okay."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn nodded as he tightened his hold on Arryn. The pain was gone but he was still feeling uncomfortable. His scars were sensitive to the touch, even those he'd received from the hunter. After a few quiet minutes Dayn finally stretched out and laid next to Arryn properly, though he stayed snuggled against her as closely as he could.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn sighed and nuzzled against him. She didn't want to risk hurting him anymore, but she was starting to feel a bit drained. "Do you think you still need my magic...?"

 

[BookWyrm]

"No.", Dayn said as he shook his head. "Thank you, though." In the middle of the pain Dayn had forgotten about Arryn, and now he felt bad about having kept her using her magic for so long. "You holding me is enough right now."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn slowly withdrew her magic from their connection, giving his body time to adjust. Once she was done she tucked her head down over his again. "Mm, well I like holding you so it works well."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn smiled as he rubbed his hands over Arryn's back. A thought came across Dayn's mind and made him laugh. "If I was feeling any better I might be tempted to be mischievous."

 

[Dragongal]

"Mm? How so?" Arryn had her eyes closed and was completely relaxed, though she still held him protectively.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn took the question as license to follow up on his idea. "Oh, you know, just being flirty and mischievous." He kissed Arryn's neck at the same time his hand moved down her thigh.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn opened her eyes as she shivered. "Oh, that kind of mischievous. I thought you were ill?"

 

[BookWyrm]

"I am," Dayn chuckled, "That was the whole reason I wasn't going to start in the first place." He nuzzled against Arryn's neck as he returned his hand to her side. "Does being ill constitute me not being able to think about you?"

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn had to smile. "Now, I never said that. That kind of mischief is just fine, but probably not when you're ill. Give you some extra incentive to get better though, doesn't it?"

 

[BookWyrm]

"Mmmmhmmmm." Dayn nuzzled against Arryn's neck before tickling her ribs lightly, though only for a short moment. He was too tired to wrestle around in a tickle fight at the moment, but that didn't mean he couldn't keep her on her toes.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn shivered, laughed a little, and moved her hand so it was over Dayn's. "Bad husband. You need rest." In honesty she did too.

 

[BookWyrm]

"I know.", Dayn said as he looked Arryn in the eye and smiled. "I don't mean to bother, but...perhaps I could trouble you for a farl before we rest again? Really just anything to settle the rumbles."