[Open] Through the Valley and into the Mountains

[Desman Black]

The healer couldn't say that she was upset with her traveling companion's attitude toward the men, just disappointed, but in the brief time that they had been together, the young woman knew not to expect anything more of them.

It was no sooner then when Odessa's travel companion had finished mentally preparing, that the door was pushed, or more likely kicked, open to reavel the man and the teenage package that was resting on his back.
The healer was quick to instruct where and what position to place the injured girl in, if it wasn't for Jake's helpful words, she highly doubted the new man would have listened to her.

"Could everbody stand back?" The healer's soft voice went though the now formed crowd, being ignored by only one or two wispers, it looked like something special was happening form where to group ended. 
Taking a deep breath the healer started on the magic. "Wounds and scars of a day gone by, lay down in in peace by my mind's eye." The crimson red dust exiting from the fingers of the healer, which moved and twisted around the injured teen's leg. Everone was absolutely mesmerized by it, and also how fast it seemed to heal the injuries.
"Take her carefully to a room in the inn, i'll pay any expenses."

As John left with the girl bridal carried in his arms, there was still one questions on everyone's lips, but Jake was the one ask. "Miss, what is your name?"

"Crysiss," The healer said, giving a innocent smile as her bangs framed perfectly around it. "And you don't have to be quite so formal."