Naming

"Don't push yourself with that arm," called out Li to Azhar. 

They were both in the fields with Old Thane, clearing out the farm's second harvest of the year. A day had passed since Azhar had gained his new life sensing powers. He had also learned the [Scattershot] skill, confirming that skills that did not rely on gods or entities to be granted were learned through the same requirements present in Elden World.

"It ain't gonna' get better unless I get the muscles workin' again," replied Azhar as he used a sickle held in his left hand to scythe up a few heads of wheat. His right arm moved weakly, almost as if in slow motion, the fingers laced with trembles as he tried to pick up the stalks he cut.

"Aye, young lad, you've the right idea," said Old Thane from a little distance away, his scarred hands also busy with harvesting. "Wounds healed with the body's strength alone will not heal completely lest you not push your muscles and bones to their former glory."