Mercedes Aier-LiremontYesterday at 12:40 PM "I will take care of her. I promise." Her hand was allowed to fall onto his shoulder where she gave it a squeeze, before she then moved over towards Ember’s body. The Fae was given the once over, brows pulling together in slight confusion as to how one such as she came across Lady Death herself. It mattered little, for she was a force to be reckoned with and would not see death on her hands that day. Mercedes had seen far too much death over the years and had no desire to see it on the face of a friend. Fingers brushed Ember’s hair from her face, moving then to touch the woman’s cold arm. Her magic instantly spilled over and began wrap the Fae’s body in a bright light that seemed to consume the two of them. Wounds began to stitch together, leaving behind nothing but faint scars that would disappear in time. "You ask for another soul?" The Star-Eyed asked. "I do. I need this one. She is not ready to die." "You know the price, Herald-Mage. What you ask will cost, as have all of the other ones." "I understand. It is a price I will accept." "Then so be it." The light continued to glow until it was almost blinding, then it suddenly disappeared back into her body— or rather the pendant that seemed to be worn around her neck. It took a moment for her to regain her senses and what was right, but when she looked down Ember had taken a deep breath and was looking up at her rather confused. "Welcome back," she murmured, a hand reaching behind her to grip the nearest surface to steady herself for her strength was already failing her. [ Out of Combat Resurrection used on Ember Trevelyan ; 02.08.20 ; 1000 XP ]