The Art of Healing

N/A · 03-18-2013, 11:50 PM

Asheni was a genuinely exuberant creature, it was rare to encounter her without a smile painted across her maw and a bounce in her step. Even performing the most dull of tasks, she was sickeningly optimistic. It was her nature, the very core of her being. She could not be tainted by foul thoughts or evil creatures. She was purely good and nothing that had happened had been able to change that. She went after her art of healing with a passion, she knew a thousand remedies, had learned by experimenting and by speaking with other healers. She may not be a fighter, in fact, quite useless in combat, but she could heal like nobodies business. She was incredibly good at what she did.

She encountered the maiden with exuberance, excitement, intrigue! She loved meeting new people, seeing and doing new things. If she was a part of Glaciem she was family in Asheni's mind, regardless of who she was or where she came from, and her tail swung behind her like a pendulum, ears cocked forward and attentive. She smiled even wider as the wolf returned her smile and her greeting, bestowing upon her a name. Asheni dipped her head in acknowledgement, prancing in place a bit in her excitement.

"Its a pleasure to meet you Mercianne! Have you been a part of Glaciem long?" Curiosity glittered in the depths of cerulean blue orbs as she cocked her head to the side. She had never seen the woman before, but then again she hadn't been around much lately. "Yes I am a healer! I've been with Glaciem since its formation! Crusade is like a sister to me, I was her first healer and I've been her lead medic ever since!"

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