JP - The Keep - Kitchen - Bjorn has a fit

In the kitchen, Bjorn suddenly dropped a plate that crashed to the floor, shattering to pieces as the unicorn man grabbed at his head in pain. Flashes of horrible things ran across his mind's eye and all he could see was blood. Blood everywhere, dead bodies all around, and fire. There was fire surrounding him, screaming all around. He knew this all was not real, but his mind was tormenting him, telling him it was all real. "Stop it!' He cried out and fell to the floor.

This was one of his strange episodes he would have every now and then and he always needed someone to talk him back into reality.

“Bjorn!” Ila hurried over to the unicorn man, she slipped a folded towel under his head. “Bjorn, do you hear me?”

Bjorn's horn sparked with dark magic as he reached one hand out, needing something to hold onto in order to get out of the fit. Gritting his teeth against a fresh wave of pain and memories sweeping through his mind, he almost whimpered. "N-no! I'd never do that!" He cried out and started scratching at the symbol carved into his skin. It felt like it was burning.

Ila hesitated before grabbing Bjorn’s hand. “It’s okay, Bjorn.”

Piritta wandered down the stairs and looked at the unicorn man. “Hei herää!”

It took him a few moments of shaking and the pain cutting through him, but Bjorn eventually calmed down as the fit got through its motions. Breathing heavily, he slowly sat up and looked at both Ila and Piritta. “I…I’m sorry…” He said softly, shame written on his face. “I think the fits are…getting worse.”

“It came on really fast.” Ila said. “Do you need Difyr?”

“I didn’t even have a warning this time…” He murmured and rubbed his head. “I think I’ll be fine. I didn’t hit anything with my head. Bjorn didn’t say it, but he was a bit scared of these fits. This one had hit him so suddenly and out of the blue when they usually have little signs of arrival like a twitching arm or eye. No, this time it just happened and the memories were getting worse.

He didn’t want to remember his past. He liked it here with these people, with his friend Ila and the woman, Piritta. “Mind repeating what you said, friend Piritta? I couldn’t catch amidst all my…chaos.” He said in a kind tone toward the woman.

“Käskin herätä.” Piritta shrugged. “Olet nyt hereillä.”

“Still… there isn’t anything she can do about the spells?” Ila asked worriedly.

Bjorn shook his head at Ila. “No…” He murmured and sighed softly at Piritta, giving her a kind smile. “Yes, I’m awake now, Miss Piritta.”

“You should take it easy.” Ila said, pulling over a chair.

“I’ll try,” Bjorn murmured and rubbed at his head. A headache was starting up.

“C’mon, let’s get you into bed.” Ila said.

Bjorn nodded, despite not wanting to lie down. This didn't happen too often, but when it did he was under the aftershock of it for the rest of the day. Ila had been so kind, helping him every time. He wished he could make or do something for her in return.

Piritta scooped up the unicorn man and Ila led the way to Bjorn’s room. Ila pulled back his blankets, and Piritta sort of body slammed him into bed.

“Mene nukkumaan.” Piritta ordered.

Ila was a bit more gentle pulling the blankets over him.

Bjorn groaned when Piritta put him in bed, but he did not complain. Instead, he smiled at both women, very thankful for their help. "Thank you," He said in English and in Piritta's language.

“Ei mitään.” Piritta shrugged.

“Do you need anything?” Ila asked him.

Bjorn shook his head very gently. "No, just rest." He answered softly, fatigue from the episode finally winning and causing him to fall asleep. This is where he would be trapped for a few hours, locked away in his own mind as more and more memories started to reveal themselves to him.

Piritta went off to build a sauna.

Ila returned to the safety of the kitchen.