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Post by Alluvia on Feb 17, 2007 16:51:15 GMT -5
((ok, thanks, lol))
"I could help you bandage it up, if you want...." she suggested, letting him make the final decision. Though, not many knew it, she had been raised to be a healer, like her mother before her. Up until her mother had died, Tinúviel had been trained in the elvish arts of healing.
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Post by labelsare4cans27 on Feb 19, 2007 10:33:48 GMT -5
"That would be nice. Thank you." He said
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Post by Alluvia on Feb 20, 2007 19:07:21 GMT -5
"My pleasure," she smiled warmly, glad of the chance to prove her skills, "Follow me." She lead the way towards a beautifully carved building and stepped inside.
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Post by labelsare4cans27 on Feb 21, 2007 10:47:14 GMT -5
He got up and followed her. "Where are we?" He asked as they entered the building
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Post by Alluvia on Feb 22, 2007 19:14:54 GMT -5
"In the Lond," she replied, using the elvish word for 'haven'. "This is where all of the healing supplies are kept."
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Post by labelsare4cans27 on Feb 23, 2007 20:18:05 GMT -5
"Interesting" He said looking around.
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Post by Alluvia on Feb 26, 2007 18:58:06 GMT -5
She smiled, "I know. I haven't been here long, but already I feel like it is home." Bending over a clear basin, she filled it with water and found clean wraps and ointments in a large cupboard overhead.
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