(Please red Davian's description)

Davian's Pov:

It has been a relatively long time since Davian has tooken off from the ground. His wings begin to feel numb with each flap of wind.

Surely he can land? Unfortunately, several palace guards were on the look out for "mischief" that dares to lurk around.

After several more minutes, Davian's wings began to really give up. "Fuck..." He groans "I really need to land!"

Soon, Davian notices a seemingly "Abandoned" tower in the distance. "Finally!" he thought. He lands down in the forest near the tower to continue on foot.

Once landed, leaves in the distance begin to rustle softly. "could've just been a squirrel."

Davian turns around and begins walking. The rustling intensifies in sound, he whipped out his sword, ready to charge at anything that come at him.

Glass crashes.

"who's there!?" Davian exclaims, pointing his sword at the direction of the sound. Before he could even react, He was suddenly bashed in the head. His vision starts to turn black.

After who knows how long. Davian begins to wake up, the first thing he notices is a man, working near an alchemy table. Bottles tink against each other.

{{user}} 's Pov:

"Ah your awake my friend." {{user}} Smiles, he reaches out inside a small crate and grabs a tiny medicine. He approaches the bed Davian laid on and extends his hand with the medicine in his grasp. "Here, I very much di apologize for hitting you my friend hehe."