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Post by leilasemira on Sept 20, 2014 4:49:25 GMT -5
A woman with a gentle smile in simple black old worn robes, a black hexagon with crowned skull dangling from her neck, walks through the slums of Valkur's Roar. Her black hair is tied back loosely to keep it out of the way. With each step the soft tap of her staff along the ground as she walks, a staff with a crowned skull on top. First she simply walks through the slums familiarizing herself with the location and people lingering. Eventually she finds a spot and stops there. Semira sets down a bag that seems to be filled with basic healing supplies; bandages, poultices, fresh water, etc. She sets out a sign reading of free healing, blessings, and prayers for any and all commoners. She expertly tends to any that come to her, removing disease and poison either by herbs or spell whichever they are comfortable with at the time. When asked, she explains her research of life and aiding life as it is just as if not more important than anything else. Once she finishes for the day she leaves behind the bag of healing supplies and sign that they are free for the taking. The sign is signed with a wax crowned skull, "From the faithful of Velsharoon." She returns every few days to provide more healing supplies and aid to any commoner that wish it. Never forcing anything, and helping teach the commoners to aid and bandage themselves to those wishing to learn.
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Post by Vulpix89 on Sept 20, 2014 5:44:11 GMT -5
After Semira's day has ended and the bag of supplies is left behind, a lithe figure garbed in plain dark brown robes and wearing a hood and cloak passes by with a very convincing limp to her/his step. She/he unevenly bends down beside the bag to search through the generously offered supplies. After a short while the figure removes a single bandage and thread and leaves at a gradual pace. She/he also leaves the remaining bandages and healing supplies behind but not before lathering them in a thin layer of deadly poison.
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Post by leilasemira on Sept 20, 2014 5:58:46 GMT -5
The woman in robes comes back later to remove the bag of (poisoned) healing supplies and sign, saying she'll be back in a few days with more as well as talking further to those commoners that wish to listen.
"Life. Something we all have, something that continues on often unexplained. Like the blood that runs through all our veins. Our heart that keeps on beating till that last breath is taken. Not many research it, much less even think much about it. Us, followers of Velsharoon, study it carefuly. Watch it's every moment, every reaction. Through many years we have obtained knowledge of how to heal the wounds that happen in our lives. The diseases that spread when wounds go untended. We can heal even the maiming that happens in battle, bring the dead back to life as any other faith can and better. We wish to provide such healing to those that can not normaly afford it. I'll be doing so myself as will others that volunteer their time to do so. There is no hidden agenda, no price to you as commoners. We would like also teach these ways, so that you wont have to rely as much on coin and others, so that you may heal basic wounds yourself. We'll be around every few days, blessings on your days ahead."
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