Roryn gave a grin “yep. I started reading this one- which was on the uses of numbweed, then got sidetracked on why numbweed isn’t used for breaks- which is because it’s topical which is why

"Mmm." And as he hadn't been *forbidden* to look at her as a possible new youngling, Cremsden was eying her with interest. "What's that you're reading, kiddo? One of ours?" -- Blackadder: I mean,

Roryns hand slowed in its finger flicking as her eyes glanced up, down, then up again, startled. “Maybe?” She squeaked out, before looking at her ma. “Uh oh.” Aryn sighed. “Uh oh indeed.

"Ah. You like us just fine you just don't want your daughter to marry one," Cremsden observed, his tone mild still. "Or train as one as the case may be. This way please." He opened the door to the

Ooc real reply As soon as Cremsden left the room, Tareg was up and exploring. He looked everywhere- giving a low whistle as he found a cabinet of sharp and shiny. It didn’t take long for one to

"Here goes, then" T'od warned her and poured water repeatedly over Teyra's head until it ran clear. Each handful came with a warning before he let it go and he hoped the greenrider was keeping her

He took a sip from his cup of klah as the other man spoke, letting the warm, spiced liquid settle on his tongue, pricking at his taste buds. Then he swished it around his mouth and swallowed, looking

Ishkana saw the girl coming towards her and started to reach her hands out as she stumbled. "Hey, careful there," She said with a smile, returning the handshake, "I'm Ishkana. My cousin is around here

"First job, grab -- eh, make it three klahs and a tray of whatever snacks the breakroom has to offer and bring them through to that room there, you see?" Cremsden gestured. "Better add a bowl of

Ishkana looked up, trying not to bristle at being called kid. Well, she supposed that Cremsden *was* much, much older than her. "Yes sir?" She was happy to be given any jobs at the minute, it broke up

Asheran ran behind the young woman, bare feet hitting the warm sand with a muted pfat-pfat-pfat. He'd left his boots on the far side of the shore, and had looped from one end of the lake to the other,

Maybe this was a bad idea, Tareg thought, as the second healer entered. He couldn’t run, so he did the next best thing, pulling his legs up to his chest- making a pained face as he knocked his sore

"Thanks. Two minutes and I'll join you," Cremsden promised. Another glance about and this time he found what he was looking for. He beckoned to Ishkana. "Hey kid. Over here a minute, couple of jobs

Ishi was just finishing up some notes when she heard her name and the question that followed. Standing she stretched and then smiled over at Cremsden, "of course, I'd be happy to help." She

"Well, you'll find it's different for most people here -- Healers included!" Cremsden turned to offer him a quick grin. "Not many places have Infirmaries this big -- the major holds you might find a

Tareg frowned slightly before giving a nod. “Been ages since I had some Klah.” He admitted. He looked at the ground, giving a shrug. “I ain’t- I never actually seen a Healer before.” He

"Okay." Cremsden looked at him for a moment. "What I'd like to do, lad, is invite one of the senior apprentices in here. That helps me for note-taking and means that you've got a little assurance

Tareg sat, eyes darting everywhere and conscious of the Healers every move. “Yessir.” He admitted, biting his lip and looking worriedly out the door. Ooc: since some gremlin likes my posts I’m

On Tuesday, August 21, 2018, Cassandra Coogan <aroloscass@...> wrote: On Tuesday, August 21, 2018, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote: “Yessir.” Tareg answered, using the crutch awkwardly as

On Tuesday, August 21, 2018, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote: “Yessir.” Tareg answered, using the crutch awkwardly as he went where the healer wanted. It may not have been exactly with