Do You Have An Appointment?

*Amalia* · (This post was last modified: 12-07-2015, 03:29 PM by Evelyn.)

Amalia was about to move on to find more herbs when someone barked behind her. The tiny woman jumped, hackles standing on end as she whipped around and eyed the taller pale male that had questioned her. Her deep blue eyes narrowed as her tongue tsked, she was about to say something to him when a woman slowly made her way around him, apologizing for his behaviour. "Well now! At least one of you has manors." She said in a very motherly voice, tones still ever so sweet. "But yes, I am a healer, and I would love to help you out darling." With a smile she moved to walk around her, easily catching the broken leg that hung almost uselessly from its socket. Her blue eyes grew wide, her smile vanishing as she frowned. Poor dear! "Oh my, it's indeed not set properly. You must have been in so much pain!" she exclaimed sadly. Stepping away she looked around, sniffing for the herbs she would need. She was away from her stores and didn't have everything that she needed, sadly shaking her head. "I don't have anything for pain with me, but I can go and find some for you before I set the leg. It could be quite sore, and I don't want to cause you any more stress than you probably have been under. If you give me a moment I can go find something to give you, as well as a nice sturdy stick and something to wrap you all up in so that it heals properly." She turned and eyed the pale white male, a brow rose as a trickster smile rose on her maw. "Does that suite your fancy, mister?" She teased, laughing softly. "My name is Amalia by the way, a pleasure to meet you both."

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