"No, not the same. Nothing green and glowing is about to touch my leg."
Bull appreciated the mages that had healed him in the past, but a lifetime of learning to be unnerved by magic and being vulnerable while it was being used on him was still uncomfortable.
And to be fair, Bull didn't even like submitting to regular healers. Stitches had always needed to track him down.
"It's taken a while to re-learn the names of plants here, and some things that I had to work with in Thedas don't even exist. But I think Dorian has seeds to plant."
Bull looked down at his leg and absently flexed his foot.
"Got hit hard in a fight. Stitches did what he could, but something didn't heal right. Happened after I lost the eye. Still my weak side." He held up his left hand, revealing that the very tips of his fourth and fifth fingers, cut off at the third knuckle.
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Date: 2017-09-25 09:38 pm (UTC)Bull appreciated the mages that had healed him in the past, but a lifetime of learning to be unnerved by magic and being vulnerable while it was being used on him was still uncomfortable.
And to be fair, Bull didn't even like submitting to regular healers. Stitches had always needed to track him down.
"It's taken a while to re-learn the names of plants here, and some things that I had to work with in Thedas don't even exist. But I think Dorian has seeds to plant."
Bull looked down at his leg and absently flexed his foot.
"Got hit hard in a fight. Stitches did what he could, but something didn't heal right. Happened after I lost the eye. Still my weak side." He held up his left hand, revealing that the very tips of his fourth and fifth fingers, cut off at the third knuckle.