Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion, @ 2014-04-18 08:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | !group thread, almalexia lliryn, arielle chiaro, aspel cassul, esther glass, rictor cassul |
Sleep tonight, We’ll sleep dreamlessly this time, When we awake we’ll know that everything’s alright
Who: Aspel & Anyone who could make it to The Armory.
What: Time to rest.
Where: The Armory - Fortified.
When: BACKDATED: 4/17/14 night-4/18/14 morning.
Rating: (Mark as appropriate!)
Status: Open
There were faint murmurs between those who had made it to The Armory, and couldn’t sleep yet, or at all. Some had brought injured with them, and others had almost instantly fallen into sleep. What food Aspel could dig out of her apartment, or could snatch from the surrounding carnage of what had once been the streets she lived in been gathered and left for those who could eat to help keep their strength up. In addition, Aspel had plundered her supply of restorative supplies, keeping them behind the counter for anyone who came in that was in desperate need of assistance. They would be best to run their magicks dry before getting into those though. All blankets, bandages, pillows, and other comforts she could supply had been brought down into The Armory and its storage room (the storage room looked almost completely bare - alien - as it’s contents had been emptied into the main shop to serve as fortification, and a barricade between the front wall and the destruction of outside world) as most people couldn’t manage the stairs up to her apartment. A fire was lit in the forge to supply a comfortable level of warmth, and weapons and armor had been lined up along the walls. Some where broken, causing Aspel to frown, and worry. The few weapons she kept for herself - aside from her hammer - in the back store room were offered to those whose weapons were in dire need of repair for the next day of upcoming battle, and those who could be fixed, she would attempt to help mend those to the best of her ability before the night was through. Even though she remained particularly broken with her injuries being numerous, an air of determination remained as Aspel attempted to help, to sort out what had happened to who, and how it could be fixed, or what they could do next. Those with guns were given free ammo (her inner business sense cringed) from whatever stock she had left - not much admittedly - so that they could continue to fight again. The fight the next day would not be easy, but for now, they could rest, and Aspel - Councilor Cassul - with all the wrongs she had done in her life, with all the sins that were hers to bare, would attempt to do right for the people in her care for tonight. |