What you want is either a warpriest or an oracle of battle then. Think Geralt, but a little heavier on the casting side, using divine spells granted by a god. If you don't want ties to the deities, oracle is the way to go as the god literally says, here, have a curse and some powers, those are yours to keep.
The thing is, there are certain names in Golarion that you have to say both names. Such as Cayden Cailean. No one would ever refer to him by just one name, it would be disrespectful.
The arcane pocket? Or conjuring liquid? One's arcane (duh) and the other is divine, which leads me to believe this Mythara might be a mystic theurge, using both kinds of magic at once.
To be fair, there is an arcane spell, Celestial Healing, that doesn't depend on positive or negative energy, but in order for Jakun to get that, he'd have to travel about five hundred kilometers west, give or take a thousand kilometers, as that spell was created in the Magaambya and is a rare spell to have.
Nagas are true neutral, no different than any other animal, save for the fact that they are intelligent.
And the spell they are using on Jakun is Inflict Wounds. They're literally using negative energy to heal a still (somewhat) living body. That's painful.
Lapis trudged through snow and ice, an arrow on his string at all times. He could barely see sixty yards out, and only his ears and Khemet’s nose guided them through the whipping precipitation.
“I can’t see anything,” Valerie called behind him. “Shouldn’t we stop and rest until the storm clears?”
“And where would you suppose we wait out the storm?” Faes’ voice demanded, the hollowborn’s light long since blown out by the wind. “Do you have a cave on hand? Or perhaps a nice warm cottage?
Dude, you're killing me here... All this romance, all this happiness, and we have to wait even longer for the Big Bang?
I'm ecstatic that Cyn has discovered treadmills though ❤️
DEVYN
“Hey buddy, can you help me with meal prep for the week?”
Devyn frowned at his father as Jason vanished upstairs. Richard was already heading into the kitchen, and the wolf followed a moment later, casting uncertain glances after his brother. He’d wanted to spend time with the neko. And Richard never cooked; that had always been Margaret’s job, when Devyn wasn’t doing it.
Still, he set his cane aside in the kitchen, listening to the water running upstairs. Devyn could
Come on, you act like seeing prophecy play out before your eyes has ever changed people's minds! Besides, everyone knows prophecy is dead ever since Aroden died