Hands Of Gold

Needless to say, Karine was pleased by the other's enthusiasm in response to her question. It seemed healers were plentiful around here. She'd known her fair share back home, but for the most part, they'd all been outsiders, only joining or so much as aiding her once they had nothing to risk by visiting her kingdom's border. Otherwise, her work had been almost entirely her own, her patients her responsibility and that of no other. Even foraging with others, lately, was quite the treat.

She managed a chuckle as he spoke, turning to close the distance between them now that he was proving himself to be safe company to keep. However, as he inquired about her successes thus far, the priestess could only shake her head and shrug. "Unfortunately, I'm in much the same predicament," she admitted. "To think that I left behind a den's worth....It's humbling, having to rebuild my supply from nothing." It was...harder than she remembered. How long would it be before she had a new den, with a new herb wall? "Would you care to join me? Surely four eyes will prove more fruitful than two."

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