DEIMOS
More success, and he’d breathe easier understanding, knowing, that teamwork and collaboration had continued its charitable lines. Thereafter, once everyone had established their own triumphs within the wooded sanction, they were left with mixing the water, ash, and mud together – into some form of bath, apparently. He surveyed, eyed, the contents carefully, before lifting gallon after gallon of spring water, attempting to ensure all of the container’s adornments made it into the basin, before going for another after another. Meanwhile, his fire magic blazed, no need of his palms lifted and anointed after practice, attempting to heat the water to make their lives a little easier in the mixing process.--
Deimos lifts some gallons of water to put in the basin, and uses his fire magic to heat it up!
You aren't afraid of throwing yourself
in the path of danger
but you're terrified of letting anyone in
