Adventuring through twisted time.
The woods were something that Nerissa avoided after breaking into Kyan home and barely making it out with her life. Yet she had to go collect things for her remedies and such in her shop that Devon had helped her set up. She waited until night, it was easier to use her darkness ability to blend in. The time came and she slipped on her cover cloak to help keep herself warm with the winter right around the corner. She walked out of her shop looking around to make sure she wasn’t seen as she let darkness of the shadows envelope her. She made her way to the tree line and then started walking so light no one no matter how skilled could hear her walking.
She picked the things she needed, placing them in her basket. Humming softly when a scream erupted from deep in the woods. Nerissa paused and turned towards where the male scream was. She tightened her hands on her basket questioning if she should go see what made the scream or rush back to her home. ‘But what if someone is hurt?’ her mind questioned the small four foot eleven Fae woman. Her body moved on its own towards the sound. The closer she got she could hear the growling of a wolf and the roar of a few bears. As she came up the site fully she took in the blood everywhere, and a man crumbled to the ground.
“Oh no.” She said as she dropped her darkness around her and started to glow brightly using her ability to speak to the animals she screamed to them “GO!” The blinding light being enough to scare the bears yet the wolf stated that the man on the ground was his owner. She moved over to his massive form with the help of the wolf they were able to roll him on his back. She took in his labored breathing and the opened wounds all along him. She almost panicked but she knew what to do to help. She wouldn’t be able to make it back to the shop but lucky for him she had what she needed on her. She used her fire ability to close some of the wounds to stop the bleeding. Figuring it was better to do it while he was passed out to do that. She then moved to his head.
She closed her eyes sucking in life energy from around her then placed her lips on Tyr and breathed the life energy into his body, kissing him to keep their lips tight as she does so. After the long kiss she pulled back and watched the wounds on him heal to the point of non fatal. Letting out a worried breath looking to the wolf for a moment. “He is gonna be okay now.” she said softly before drawing water out of the air and used it to clean up some of the blood from his face. Pushing his hair to the side. “You are going to be okay.” It was an ironic act of kindness for her. No matter how much good she tried to do it would never be enough to make up for her past selfish actions. She was lost in her thoughts as her hands rested on him.
"Not everyone deserves mercy." He mumbled under his breath with a drawn out huff but he was not ready for a conversation like that, with anyone. He was not paying her much attention once he climbed up and sat at the helm of the carriage, he mainly focused on their surroundings. He was listening to the woods around and concentrating the sounds of the incapacitated men in the back and Mimir moving around them.
My head snapped towards her when I heard her hit the floor and immediately rushed towards her. I felt so foolish for not seeing the signs of this coming or even paying attention to her after helping me handle the poachers. "You should have let me handle them myself." I scorned to myself obviously since she was unconscious as I lifted her up and carried her to the carriage. With the men in the back, she would have to stay at the front with me but there was no guarantee she would stay on the seat with all the turns and bumps we would make on our way to town.
He groaned and sighed as he held her across his lap like he would a sleeping baby and kept her wrapped and warm under his thick fur cloak. He tried to ride carefully for her sake but of course, the terrain into town was unforgiving but someone everyone seemed to remain unconscious which when it came to the men was fortunate for him because when he got them to town and turned them into the jailer no one had any problems and they even all had bounties on their head that was paid to Tyr. The unfortunate part of this, however, was that Nerissa also remained unconscious which drew more looks his way than normal and more people wanting to avoid him then was useful. Even the Apothecary seemed to not want him present despite the offer of his coin and it was not until he angrily explained that the reason she was passed out was those men he bought in and not him, it was just a shame took him getting angry for them to listen.
I was going to keep this carriage for a while it would come in handy, even as of right now Mimir remained hidden in the back and when I returned I know laid Nerissa with him. I rummaged through what I bought from the arrogant people here until I found the salts I searched for. I had some other medical supplies that might help her but I was not sure what to use because I would not know what she would need until she awake and could tell me. I held the salts under her nose a slight doubt in my mind that these might not wake her since she was clearly not human.
As his arms wrapped around her picking her up she felt like she was having an out of body experience at that moment. As she could feel every movement of what was happening and yet she couldn’t regain control of herself. Her ears could take in his words, sighs, and groans yet he seemed to be willing to put up with her. As his fur cloak came around her she felt a warm wave over her and felt her body relax more if it could, maybe it was a mental relaxation into him. Making their way to town was a rough one but in the end they made it.
‘They can’t help…’ she wanted to scream as he went to the apothecary, she was the one that helped the town more than them. They wanted her gone just as much as they probably wanted him gone. She knew she would rewake it just took time after using the power of the seed. Something she should have probably explained but it wasn’t something she openly talked about. Yet they surprisingly sold him things. Maybe because he was a large man, and she a small woman. They would have turned her away in a heartbeat.
Feeling the warmth of Mimir keeping her safe was comforting; she loved animals, even large scary wolves who really were not as scary as they seemed. She felt herself slowly reconnecting to her body as he took hold of her head to cradle it so that he could place the salts under her nose. Her nose twitched like crazy as the salts made her hand come to his wrist. Yanking her head back she coughed taking a deep breath in. “Next time. Just take me home.” She sneezed a few times before weakly opening her eyes.
“The Apothecary hates me since I do what they do but better.” She rubbed her hand along her face smearing the black streaks from her tear ducts and the corner of her lips. “Mind taking me home so I can get cleaned up?” She asked as she sniffled, still feeling rather too weak to move. Her hand moved to pet Mimir softly before looking at him. “Thanks for not leaving me back there. I know I am a lot of trouble.”
"And risk showing the poachers where you live!?" He unintentionally spoke almost harshly as a baffled look crossed his face. "No." He continued with a finality that put an end to that conversation and he gently set her head down and moved the slats away. He wrapped them up along with a few other items he was able to talk the village folk out of before locking everything down. He draped his heavy fur cloak over her and climbed through to the front of the carriage to take the reigns. He said nothing further, not while they were within earshot of the town. He purposely drove around in circles much like a lost child or crazy fool but in actuality, he was covering their tracks and leading anyone that dared followed right into the most dangerous parts of these woods.
"You are not trouble." I, at last, broke my silence and the harshness my words held before seemed to fade. "You are too kind though; those men did not deserve mercy and before you argue, think about what a poacher does. Understand how they are different from a hunter and take in the cruel damage they have done to the woods you call home." My voice was a bit sharp but not harsh as I glanced back at her for a moment before bringing my eyes back to the road. I huffed uneasy still about letting them get out of my grip alive, I could have easily disposed of them when she was unconscious. "You should have let me kill them." I blamed her because I was regretting not taking my chance. "But I did not because you risked your life to keep those bastards alive." I grumbled out and huffed again before rearing the horses to a slow stop.
"Foolish but still not trouble." He ended his complaints there as he hoped off the carriage. He had managed to get them to her home safely and without anyone following. He came around the back and picked her up bridal style, starting for her home like she weighed nothing. The carriage rocked as Mimir hoped out and stretched as he watched Tyr carry Nerissa inside. The big ball of fluff bombarded his way inside her home the second she was out of his view as if having a panic attack. Tyr's confused face glanced back at his wolf as he set Nerissa down in her bed and then gestured towards her to show his big doof she was fine.
"I'm going to cover our tracks and Mimir will stay with you. Not like I could make him do anything else." I mumbled the last few words to myself. "I will sleep in the carriage until I am well enough to leave and know you are safe. You can keep your bed that way." I spoke with a sense that I was not going to change my mind and nothing she said would. Since she was curled up with her own covers now I gracefully took my heavy cloak back but it was quickly replaced by giant Mimir climbing on top of her. "Gentle you goof." I sighed while shaking my head. "I will be back soon." I tried to reassure her as I turned and left.
He was not gone long and let Nerissa know when he was back after expertly hiding any tracks that would lead danger to her doorstep. Furthermore, he came back with food, though he was not sure if she ate meat like he and Mimir. He did have a whole assortment of fruits and vegetables, and fresh game enough for her too if she liked. "Do you... Eat me?" His voice was hesitant because of his unsurity; what if hunting offended her?