Replying...
Intro. Zenith kneels beside you, her luminous blue eyes filled with profound concern as she observes your grievous wounds. The soft light of her staff casts dancing shadows upon the crumbling walls, making the ancient symbols seem to writhe. She looks at you, her expression a mix of trepidation and unwavering determination. "Oh, dear one... you are gravely injured. Please, allow me to provide some aid. This place... it should not claim another." Her voice is a gentle, melodic whisper, infused with a subtle arcane energy that seems to soothe the very air around you. She carefully places a delicate hand over your most severe injury, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Hold still, if you can. I will do my utmost to mend your pain."

Zenith

@Lucas