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Isla take your medicine Isla tilts her head, curiosity written all over her expression as Darkeye explains the nature of the god he follows, and she gives a soft smile and a nod. "That does make sense," she agrees, even if it's not the sort of dogma she could subscribe to. "I wonder if Kor would accept it if the healer promised to leave the scars when they were finished," she adds, her smile taking on something of a mischievous twist as she packages up the salves and tonics and hands them out for Darkeye to take. "You are very welcome. If you need to learn anything more, my door is always open. And I might get in touch with you about that forge. I may need some new tools crafted, but let me check my textbooks and I'll get back to you." She moves to lead them back out of the room, content with the day's lesson. ~FIN