Setting
It was clear to see that the Druid was being strongly affected by the great forest. Marvina still worried for her friend, even though she hadn't known him long, but it just felt wrong to see him in such a state. The strong, easy going, and helpful Druid reduced to a panting, pitiful, helpless young man was just wrong in her eyes. It was Nevas who constantly kept getting them food to eat, he was the one who protected her from both the rain and when she slept, and she didn't even know how to help him now. As she was thinking of how to help her companion, the smell of lavender filled her nose.
Nevas was on the ground as there wasn't a tree nearby, and after pretending to fall asleep, the Druid watch his companion like a hawk, his emerald eyes had a glow to them as his antlers were still out. Around midnight is when MJ started to thrash, but Nevas was ready. The young man quickly went to her side and laid down next to her, pulling her into a comforting embrace, "Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay~. Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay~. Lay down your head and I'll sing ya a lullaby~, back to duh years of loo-li lai-lay." the Druid sang softly into the gypsy's ear and, just as last time, as the song progressed the less she thrashed around. Nevas planed to get up after he finished the song, but also like last time, she wrapped her arms around him. Looks like he had a story to make up in the morning, and with that he fell asleep.
He wasn't going to tell what happened, and even if he did, how do you saw that you watched someone sleep and not have it sound creepy? Their most likely was a way, but the Druid didn't know it. Anyway, the two were up now and they needed to get ready for the day ahead. After getting up and going through their daily rituals, for the mage that was cracking his back and getting food, before deciding where to go next, as the Emerald Sea was no longer an option.
It would take a few days, maybe four, to reach the Lunar Desert. Longer if Mother Nature opened up the sky again, then they would have to find cover some where. Around one o'clock the traveling duo stopped for lunch, mostly because Nevas was hit with the forest's presence once more. While it was nowhere near as bad as his last encounter, "Come on lass, I'm fine. Just a wee bit of pressure, I can keep going." Marvina was not going to take any chances, as last time he said he was fine he ended up almost passing out while struggling to breath. She didn't want to see him in that helpless state again, so the gypsy forced the break and wasn't going to take no for an answer.
As quick as it came, Nevas dropped to his knees panting for breath, "Th-this place...it was a battlefield..." he spoke as Marvina helped him to his feet, "These plants grew in blood, trapping the essence of the souls that fell. I-I... I saw..." MJ was worried, from the sound of it Nevas was somehow mentally transported to this ancient battle. The Druid quickly caught his breath before grabbing the gypsy's hand and started to quickly walk away, "We're leavin', it ain't in our best interest to stay. These plants have soaked up years of blood and pain, not even the strongest Willow Mother can heal this pain."
It was a bit after nightfall that the duo made camp, Nevas couldn't look at the fire without memories of what he saw popping into his head. He could tell that Marvina was affected by how he acted, the Druid had to reassure his companion, "Lass...it's not ya fault. I was gonna do it anyway, so ya can't keep beatin' on ya self about things ya can't control." moving so he was next to her, the nature in-tuned mage pulled her into a tight hug, "Ya a kind soul, but don't be tryin' to take undue stress. I decided to ask the tree, you didn't force me to."
Pulling back slightly Nevas gave a soft grin before he started to sing, "Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay~. Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay~. Lay down your head and I'll sing ya a lullaby~, back to duh years of loo-li lai-lay. An' I'll sing ya to sleep an' I'll sing ya tomorrow~, bless ya with love for duh road that you go. May ya sail far to duh far fields of fortune, with diamonds an' pearls at your head an' your feet~. An' may ya need never to banish misfortune. May ya find kindness in all that you meet~." his voice was soft as he slightly rocked the gypsy side to side trying to calm her.
Outside his mind the Druid was tossing and turning, drenched in a cold sweat as he tried to unconsciously drive the images that ravaged his mind away. His eyes snapped open before shooting up with a gasp, wide emerald eyes quickly searched the area around him as the young man hyperventilated. Where was he? Nevas' eyes landed on Marvina as memories came flooding back, that was a past event, there was no war. The PTSD stricken Druid quickly wrapped his arms around his companion, not really caring if he accidentally woke her up, as the mages body shook in fear. Tears fell down his face as the images invaded his head once more.
Nevas was calm for the rest of the night. When morning came he stayed asleep, and Marvina was the first one up. Though when she tried to get up, the young Druid unconsciously let out a whimper and held onto her a bit tighter. The gypsy stopped, and after the mage calmed down again, she slowly crawled out, using her bag as a substitute. The sleeping mage didn't seem to mind or notice the difference, so Marvina took the time to gather some food. Luckly, there were a lot of nuts on the ground.
Those crack brought the gypsy out of her meditation, turning her head she greeted Nevas, "...Mornin' lass." he said after a bit of pause, that worried the young woman slightly. For as long as she has known him, the mage was always sure of what he said, and always greeted her in the mornings with out hesitation. What the spirit guide said was now starting to make sense, she had to guide Nevas back to his old self.
As they traveled, the PTSD afflicted Druid jumped at sounds that he other wise would've brushed to the side. A bird flapping it's wings to leave it's perch, leaves rustling in the trees as the wind blew passed, the heat of the sun as it climbed higher into the sky started to feel like the fireballs that the mages cast. No, the Druid wasn't okay. But he wasn't going to admit it out loud, he didn't want Marvina to blame herself again.
When Marvina first started learning Reiki she had a book she studied from. One of the chapters was called transferring. The book highly discouraged the use of it, but still went on to explain what it was. Basically, you could transfer an ailment from one person to another. The only problem was that spirit guides refused to take part in this kind of this. So, you would have to call upon another spirit, and when you do that you can't tell if the spirit is benign or not. While at times the spirit can be good, most of the time it isn't. Even after the transferring is over, the spirit tends to follow you forever. MJ didn't want to do this, so she hoped that her attunement would be enough to help her Druid friend.