The world seems to turn grey and cold. Time appears to slow to a crawl and all of sound devolves into a low hum. Thought, fear, self-awareness, all of these things melt away as Bethany is suddenly standing over the crumpled body of Jean, her face obscured by long hair.
Bethany kneels down to the figure and puts both hands on her, one hand on her shoulder and another on her side. Words begin flowing from Bethany, unknown and ancient words that seems to hold tangent weight as they flow like a river from her mouth. Godspeak, an indecipherable language fills the air, directed at Jean like a spear piercing into a plank. Jean's body writhes as if in pain, but the wracking ends fairly quickly with the effects of the spell working quite quickly. Bethany motions her hands across Jeans body in a criss-crossing pattern that overlaps one hand over the other and then back again with the opposite hand then going above instead of below.
Bethany touches and speaks and casts Knit upon Jean.
Yantra: speaking & empathy
Reaches: 1 to increase speed of cast & 1 to heal lethal damage.
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Re: New York by Night MtA (IC thread)
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