RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray had been slammed with work lately, drowning in patients and tricky customers. She'd had to give up her ambitions of leading Torchline and thankfully Hadama had been understanding. But it had still stung. Yet the herbalist had always felt that her main purpose was to care for the people or Torchline, in whatever capacity that she was needed. It was a bit of relief that Harper was able to step in and she could continue to keep the citizens healthy.
It was as she was dropping off an herbal shipment for her shop that she spotted the notice. She vaguely recognized the name attached and figured she should help. She'd never met the courier in person, but his name had made the rounds. Finishing up her errand and picking up some supplies, the Attuned made her way to the run-down building.
"Hello! I'm Ray. I saw that you needed some help?" The herbalist smiled warmly as she spoke, grinning at both courier and dragon.
~
Ray arrives! She has her usual first aid kit, daggers, and rope.
It was as she was dropping off an herbal shipment for her shop that she spotted the notice. She vaguely recognized the name attached and figured she should help. She'd never met the courier in person, but his name had made the rounds. Finishing up her errand and picking up some supplies, the Attuned made her way to the run-down building.
"Hello! I'm Ray. I saw that you needed some help?" The herbalist smiled warmly as she spoke, grinning at both courier and dragon.
~
Ray arrives! She has her usual first aid kit, daggers, and rope.
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
