Elementary Magick

Andrea 2a

Lady Andrea Croix spent most of her life within her father's own fiefdom, cared for by servants, brought up extremely conservatively.

. . .

I have come a long way since then. No longer even human (and have long since ceased to even have lingering regrets over the change).

If my supposed father could not accept his own (now former) daughter, declare to the world that he was no longer my father then by GOD he would not accept this six limbed creature in need!

Probably would kill him out of general paranoia. . .

No, I no longer am even an Croix so need not dwell on prejudices of former family members.

. . .

I just hope that I and my husband are up to this task.

By need we must be . . . conservative and cautious in our magicks. We cannot even attempt to try to heal him of any concussions (our red skinned princess says that he's male) because we know so little about his species.

Hopefully, we can use one of the most basic of spells (or rather the reverse of it, a reverse "sleep" spell) to awaken the slumbering green giant.

With luck we can awaken him, concussed or not, and hopefully he'll be able to move himself. Trying to float him out is out of the question. If we're unlucky then he'll have enough time to wake up to say goodbye. Right before he dies . . . So, with a few chanted words, a look that can only be pain flashes over the prone forms face and the green person here opens his eyes . . .slightly.

"Who are you?" he slurrs, turning slightly looking up at me.

. . .

Well, if he managed to ask a coherent question, then I believe that's a good sign!

1. "The short answer to that is they're our rescuers," the naked princess begins off to the side. "Can you move?"

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