Arty FoxHallows Inn - Denzel Harrowing
@bourgeoisie
Denzel let out a sigh of relief as the Witch Hunter accepted his aid to heal him, doubly so, when he didn't move, allowing him to speed up the curative process, helping to mend the mans wounds and bones, slowly but surely helping him reach a more healthy state. Eventually, he had finished, and that's when the Witch Hunter expelled a peculiar aura from himself. Taking a step back in worry, he soon reclined back to a more relaxed posture when he realized it wasn't a threat, and smiled meekly at the man.
"Look, I know it's not polite for me to say this but... Could you maybe not fight so often? Those wounds on you looked awful, my friend...! And sure, maybe I could patch up your injuries every single time but, even you know that wounds such as those don't just hurt your body, they'll bubble away your mind! Sometimes injuries can become so severe they break our minds, which are unfortunately incredibly fragile... and very hard to piece back together..."
He stared downward, a sorrowful expression painted itself on his visage, before he looked back up to the witch hunter with a small smile.
"Just promise me you'll try to be more careful, okay? Not for my sake, but for your own! And your family I bet! I'm sure some people out there in the world worry for your safety...! So do try to keep those people in mind! Do you remember what attacked you? Judging from your injuries, I doubt it was some random wolf or bandit... And the way you were staring into space... I'm guessing it wasn't something you expected, was it?"
Realizing he was being too nosy, Denzel bowed.
"I- i'm sorry sir! I shouldn't be asking something so personal, forgive me."
Denzel almost jumped in shock when he felt Katerina@Irisity burst into the inn and sit down beside them. When she gave him and the Witch Hunter a glance, Denzel gulped nervously and stood back to give her some space. She didn't seem like someone you would want invading their personal space. Plus, it didn't seem like she needed healing, so interrupting her would be futile! With his better judgement intact, Denzel scooted close to the Witch Hunter, muttering a small apology to the woman.
The door to the Inn once again opened eventually after, revealing the bird mask wearing plague doctor himself. @Whimsley Upon smelling the fragrance coming from his strange thurible, Denzel was quite use to the smell of dirt, but was only afraid of his appearance. The man gave him the creeps! What kind of mask was he wearing? Denzel of course, wouldn't allow his fear to show on his face, and simply smiled.
"Good day, sir!" He spoke to the bird masked man.
@The One
The door then opened AGAIN, to real three very different looking characters coming into the Inn. Oh great, if it's one thing Denzel wasn't experienced with. It was big crowds of people. The little draconian creature wasn't what worried him however, it was the massive hulking sweat fest of an ogre which bashed its way inside, and the narcissistic bastard of a prince who kicked and sent the little dragon flying. It was hard to process all these scenes at once, trying to wreck his head on how to approach the situation. First thing was first however, stay as far away from the big ogre as possible, and the second task, was to make sure the little draconian looking creature was okay!
Denzel gave the Witch Hunter a look, after he did, or did not reply (depending on what you do).
"One moment..."
Denzel then hurried towards Sky, pushing past the snobbish prince with no love for him, giving him a upset gaze before Denzel picked sky up off the ground, using his healing magicks on the little creature, hoping to restore his vigor and stamina. To help the healing process, Denzel sat down against the wall, cross legged, with the creature neatly sat atop his thighs, like a small makeshift bed.
"Can't believe someone would hurt you like that, you poor thing..."