Auld Lang Syne

Álarr stuck his tongue out playfully at the older woman. She was funny and very small but she was also very wise. He felt like he'd learned a fair bit from her already. Honestly, he wish she'd stick around and join Legion but the woman was very set against that. She had to go find some lost king or something. It sounded like a great adventure but Álarr knew he wouldn't be allowed to go.

"Wow, thank you!" He grinned as she gave the pack to him. He'd have to have Afi and Brynhildr help him go through the pack later so that he could learn what all was in there and what it was for. That was the hardest thing about healing. Remembering what everything was, what it did and how much to give. So far he was dismal at dosing.

"Ok, I will! I can't promise I'll be good but I might mayyyybe try for you. Just every so often."