[CRP] Josephina's home

[Deslock]

The night passed without further mummers from the ailing Josephina. Deslock used a damp cloth to wipe her forehead while she slept.

As morning came, day light poured into the room. Deslock awoke from a deep slumber, muttering to himself his anguish for falling asleep in the chair. Quickly he checked that Josephina was still breathing he wondered if she would mind if he looked for something to eat. It had been a day since his last meal and the nights vigil made him all the more hungry.

Making his way to the lauder he found some fruit and bread. Washing it down with a cup of milk, he pondered how he would get in contact with others from the Drakos Family.

[Josephina]

Josephina was able to hear Deslock moving around... but she couldnt talk or move she had seen again the White Dragon and this time in her dream she touched him. Closer and closer she was getting to her final trip to the ancestors land....

in agony she let a moan out....

[Deslock]

As Deslock came into the room, a bit of toast in his hand he heard Josephine moan. Taking her hand he felt it was cold, the weakest of pulses meant she yet still lived. Sitting on the bed he stayed , resolved to see her to the end.