I have something for you, when you have the time. There's a stream here that has healing properties. Not quite as powerful as your ability, but it does appear to work -- either via drinking or submersion. It has a mild magical signature.
The sample I have is small, but enough for inspection if you are curious. If you can submit to the hike, I can take you to the source. It may take the edge off your aches, though if you have to immerse yourself in it the hike may counteract that. I suppose I'd have to bring you buckets of it down.
[ Wrathion is sat in the stone hut, waiting for Anduin whenever he has the time. The small container of stream water is sat to one side, and meanwhile he's investigating the fabric he managed to get off the trader from Taravast. The peacock blue and carmine fabric has promise, but his expression is more sceptical on inspecting the mustard-gold velvet. Not that he doesn't like gold, but in velvet the usage is more... niche.
He looks up at the sound of footsteps, beginning to roll the fabric back up as Anduin approaches. ]
I have the sample here.
[ He picks up the cannister of golden stream water and offers it out. It's tepid, has no unusual scent or taste but does offer a soft, magical presence. ]
Though the fabrics are given a curious glance, Anduin's attention focuses more squarely on the canister, reaching out to take it in hand and turning it over. Only so much one can tell at a glance, but there's certainly an aura to it.
To truly test it, of course, they'd need the source. ]
I obtained it from a merchant. The peacock blue would suit you, if you'd like some more changes of clothing.
[ A little waistcoat, perhaps? A jacket? Or even just a collar on something made of other fabric? Something to consider. He pushes to his feet, dusting himself off. ]
I've not decided if I can think of a use for the mustard yet.
[ It's a colour that really must be used sparingly, so it doesn't become too much. ]
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The sample I have is small, but enough for inspection if you are curious. If you can submit to the hike, I can take you to the source. It may take the edge off your aches, though if you have to immerse yourself in it the hike may counteract that. I suppose I'd have to bring you buckets of it down.
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I think I could stand another hiking trip. So long as you're feeling up to it, yourself.
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I'm in the hut currently.
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I'll come find you shortly, then.
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He looks up at the sound of footsteps, beginning to roll the fabric back up as Anduin approaches. ]
I have the sample here.
[ He picks up the cannister of golden stream water and offers it out. It's tepid, has no unusual scent or taste but does offer a soft, magical presence. ]
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Though the fabrics are given a curious glance, Anduin's attention focuses more squarely on the canister, reaching out to take it in hand and turning it over. Only so much one can tell at a glance, but there's certainly an aura to it.
To truly test it, of course, they'd need the source. ]
Where did you say you found this?
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[ He considers Anduin, smoothing the roll of velvet out idly before he turns to put it away. ]
I realise you have talents of your own, but I know there are some things they have been... unable to fully heal.
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[ Again his eyes flicker to the fabric as Wrathion's hands ghost the surface. His brow lifts. ]
A new project?
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I obtained it from a merchant. The peacock blue would suit you, if you'd like some more changes of clothing.
[ A little waistcoat, perhaps? A jacket? Or even just a collar on something made of other fabric? Something to consider. He pushes to his feet, dusting himself off. ]
I've not decided if I can think of a use for the mustard yet.
[ It's a colour that really must be used sparingly, so it doesn't become too much. ]