I don't know you, but do you know me?

Mariah took a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking. "I am a healer as well," she admitted, her voice tinged with a hint of resignation. "But I don’t know how I can call myself that. I've been struggling with something... personal." She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "No matter what I try, I can't seem to treat myself. I've spoken to many, tried countless remedies, but nothing seems to work. No matter what I intake, I continue to waste away." Her eyes locked onto Iolaire's, searching for any glimmer of insight or understanding. "Do you have any ideas?" She tried not to let her hopes rise too high, knowing that a solid answer on the topic was unlikely. However, she couldn't help but feel a casual interest in the matter and eagerly awaited any words of wisdom from Iolaire.

"Mariah Mendacium"