Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20150610014148/@comment-3991308-20150620211003

"Your friend is certainly an effective catalyst," Airmid said to the glowing moon boy. "I suppose we should jump, Icarus? In that case..." The physician extended a hand to the redhead Juniper.

Icarus shot a look at Airmid's hand and looked back at her, bemused. "Oh, so this is how you choose to break Lea's heart."

"Quit fooling around," the physician said. With an elbow, she nudged Icarus into the portal, and looping her spare arm around the moonchild she was supposed to look after, she stepped into the portal.

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It was Ever After's greatest graveyard. Tombs of varying heights and shapes dominated the place. Of course, there were several smaller and less significant graveyards, but the greatest legacies were always to be buried in this one.

Airmid felt instantly at home.

She immediately let go of the moonchild she had wrapped into her arm and circumrolvely observed the place. Whether it was or was not possible to find any traces of the previous physicians, Airmid did not know. All she knew of them was a naming system – a diety of healing followed by a medicinal or poisonous plant.

In the corner of the graveyard, a gravedigger was working. He took a glance at the group, and muttered, "damned teenagers."

"So, what is your name, moonchild?" Airmid asked Akito. "It would be nice to know so I wouldn't have to address you by sobriquets all the time."