Broken, Broken Bells
Drifa, Acere ?
02-29-2020, 01:41 PM
Drífa nodded as Acere spoke, taking in the information. She settled down patiently as Acere called down to Belle. In the mean time she started ruffling through her bundle, keen to get some items prepped and make sure she had everything they'd need so she could work as quickly and efficiently as possible. She pulled out a bundle of periwinkle and a sprig of yarrow. Both would help slow bleeding and help against infection. If the wound was as bad as Acere said then she wanted a potent concoction. Drífa also pulled out some of her meadowsweet to help with the pain. She quickly worked on chewing the herbs into a paste and adding them to a jar that Halla held out to her. It would work as the main ingredient in a poultice for wounds. As she worked Drífa listened to the companions, gleaning as much information as she could from their statements. It seemed that Bellamy lived a rather terrible life. She felt for the woman even though she had yet to really meet her. One of the companions, a creature unfamiliar to her, took the grouse and disappeared into the den. Drífa settled down to wait and at last she and Acere were called in. Drífa entered slowly and meekly, doing her best to show she wasn't a threat. "Hello there, I'm Drífa. I'm just going to take a look at your wound and see if we can get you feeling better." She felt the need to state her name again just to join her voice to her face and form. "I have my companion Halla with me." Drífa moved aside to allow the macaque in. "May I take a closer look at your leg?" She could smell the blood and at a far away glance she was guessing they'd have to stitch it. "I talk" | 'I think' |