The Art of Healing

N/A · 04-22-2013, 03:43 PM

There was no time like the present, and obviously this field of study was something the young dame had pondered heavily about. If she was as determined as Asheni believed she was, she would quickly learn the one simple fact about medicine that was absolute. No matter how much one learned about remedies and poultices, there was always more. There was always a new recipe to add to ones arsenal, always another herb to add to the done. A true medic had never learned everything, that much was simple fact. A smile would paint itself across Asheni's maw at the young dames skepticism and a rough chuckle would bubble up through her vocals, but her plume never ceased its gentle batting back and forth. She stepped forward, nuzzling the herb she had been carrying towards her new apprentice.

"This... is commonly referred to as horsetail, a common remedy for frostbite." She paused a moment, allowed the dame the chance to sniff the herb, to commit it to memory and when she had Asheni held her gaze, seriousness brimming in the depths of her cerulean gaze. "I can teach you, and I will, about every plant, every remedy and every fixture that I know of, and once you have learned everything I teach you, you must grow beyond me. There is always more, more plants, more herbs, more ways to help those who need it. You will never be a master healer, because the possibilities of what magic you can weave with a plant are endless... you must promise me this and I swear that I will teach you everything I know."

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