[colour=#C0C0C0][h2]Nathaniel Stormlight [/h2][/colour]
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[colour=#C0C0C0] Location:[/colour] Lunarian Tenple
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Holding the body on his shoulders was most certainly not something that Nathaniel would think he would have done on his first day in Dawnhaven. Then again, everything that he's done today fits in that same category. Still, he followed Daphne and the priestess to the Lunarian's temple.

The walk wasn't the harsh part of the small journey. Rather, the body leaked various fluids. He could feel the dampness on the back of his head, blood dripping from the body onto Nathaniel and down his person. [colour=#C0C0C0]"Well, at least it's not urine.”[/colour] he muttered to himself with a little bit of muse. When Daphne thanked him for the help in carrying the body, he just gave her a light nod, as that was all he could pretty much do.

One inside past the temple's front doors. The cold emptiness of the temple was better than the bitterly cold winds nipping at his person. There was a dim light inside revealing a flat table, big enough for him to place the body. With each step forward snow fell from his boots as he strode forward. Once he got closer enough, he gently lifted the body from his shoulders, being graceful as he placed the body on the table

Once the body was off him, he rolled his shoulders as they felt relaxed with the excess weight on them gone. He took the belt that held the sack that held the guard's head and its sword. Placing them both on the table next to the rest of the body before stepping away. 

He shook his head; his hair, feeling a little damp at the back, was mostly definitely blood. His entire upper torso was damp, bearing that crimson shade on top of itself. He took off his coat to investigate how bad it was; even taking it off, he could feel the slight dampness on his tunic, too. If it wasn't for the multiple factors of being in a temple, in an extremely cold area and there are two women that he's just met. He would have taken his shirt off too. But it didn't seem as bad so he kept it on. 

Lifting the coat to the light source, there were quite a lot of traces of blood on it from the shoulders and small amounts on the back. Completely ruined. With a shrug of the shoulders, he began putting it back on. After this, he was going to take a hot bath.

With the outcome of how ruined his outfit was Nathaniel was able to soak it all in. He had never had the opportunity to set foot in a Lunarian temple, in fact, he never had to since he never really left the Aurelian borders. He was in awe of it all. The books that he read about them paled in comparison.

When Nathaniel was asked to check on someone, his eyes followed the direction; a redhead was lying asleep, blankets covering her person. [colour=#C0C0C0]”I'll have a look at her, can you keep an eye on the priestess”[/colour] he asked Daphne while he walked towards the redheaded woman.

Once he approached her, he couldn't see anything wrong with her; as he went to touch her face, he refused to, catching a glimpse of the palm of his outstretched arm; it had traces of blood on it. Nathaniel made a click with his tongue. He had already rested enough, plus this seemed to be a safe place. Extracting the moisture in the air with his magic, after a few seconds he washed the blood from his hands using this makeshift amount of water. Once his hands were clean, he simply reversed the process, slowly dissolving the water back into the atmosphere.


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Mentions: Daphne [@PrinceAlexus], Kat [@SpicyMeatball]
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To everyone who I have pinged and others I haven't in this RP, I would like to wish them a happy new year.