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Siren

Loner

Master Healer (250)

Master Intellectual (240)

An icon representing the specialty Professor Professor

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
774
size
Extra small
build
Light
posts
314
player
KatG6

The Ooze Participant
11-26-2021, 06:08 AM (This post was last modified: 11-27-2021, 02:21 PM by Siren. Edited 1 time in total.)
Blue and silver eyes lifted to the door at the sound of the knock, Siren invited Aliana in and the woman did not hesitate to accept. The new Queen looked worlds different from just a few short weeks ago, there was a smile on her features, the luster had returned to her fur, and her eyes had a glint to them that had nearly disappeared. Siren smiled softly as Aliana walked in and her own gaze swept over the supplies gathered.

Their lesson today wouldn’t be so complicated, really it wasn’t very difficult to begin. Since Aliana was a natural healer she would likely pick everything up quickly. The clouded woman was quick to mention how good it smelled in Siren’s work room. Part of the braided beauty’s dream was to have her own apothecary, now that they were on the island that dream was in reach.

She couldn’t help the tender blush that filled her cheeks hen Ali sat beside her and called her a professor. Siren knew the other queen looked up to her as a role model, but she really didn’t believe she deserved that admiration, but she would do whatever she could to live up to it.

"Then let's get started,” She grinned shyly and turned her attention to the plants upon the table. "I’m sure you recognize most of what is here. Lavender, ginger, rosemary, and peppermint.” She pointed to each just in case Aliana did not know. "All of them have distinct scents and properties and these are the most basic when healing with aromas.” Siren pulled up the lavender. "We’ll start with the lavender. For immediate release, hot water to steam is effective, for longer storage and concentration we want to make an extract.” Siren pulled one of the bottles closer to her, a distilled spirit from one of the primate tribes deeper in Auster. "So, we let it steep in a clear alcohol.” It was really the main use she had for the rare substance.

"Speech"