Amara nods gratefully at the suggestion, her eyes still fixed on the bleeding angel before her. "Yes," she says quickly, "that might be our best course of action. One of you must go and seek out someone who can help us heal this poor creature." She pauses, her gaze flickering over the others in the room before continuing, "I will remain here with it until you return."
The gods and goddesses exchange glances once more before finally nodding in agreement.
(Continue)
As the gods and goddesses begin to discuss who among them should undertake this quest, Amara continues to tend to the bleeding angel with what little strength she has left. She looks exhausted and worried, her eyes never leaving the creature's face as it struggles against the flow of blood.
Time seems to stretch out interminably as they wait for news of a healer who might be able to help them save this angel from death's doorstep.
The cave is dark and damp, illuminated only by dim, flickering lights from some source deep within. As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you see that the walls are adorned with crude paintings and symbols carved into the stone. The air feels heavy with the scent of earth and mold, and there's a sense of ancient power here...
A figure sits cross-legged at the far end of the cave, surrounded by strange artifacts and objects.
"Hello can you help me"
The figure turns its head to look at you, revealing its features to be half-human and half-wolf. "I am Alpha, spirit of this forest. The wolf that led you here sought my aid for you." It says, its voice deep and resonant. "What is it that you need?"