03-19-2015, 12:45 AM
"I never lived in the city, but in a small farming village.." Sirona looks sad for a moment, but she masks her pain quickly. "It was raided and destroyed when I was young. And then a woman found me, raised me, and taught me her trade." She looks at Patrin, and smirks. "Besides, I have a wild side. I just keep that to myself."
"As for your wound... maybe the faster it is healed, the better." She digs deep into her bag, a few clinks coming from inside the cloth. Sirona produces a small glass vial, and hands Patrin the almost sparkling, purple liquid. "This should help with some of the pain, at least."
Last edited by Karzienne; 03-19-2015 at 12:47 AM..
Reason: forgot something :)
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