"Either way, it certainly looks as though you have come across a rare find in these blooms. Whatever their properties, even if they are just to look pretty, they seem worth it." Isla glanced up from her search to eye the volcanettes once more, a small smile on her face as she watched them glow and flicker. She couldn't help but let her smile grow into a grin at his remarks about the Rathskeller and the infirmary; it was an odd decision, she had noted, to have both in one place, but then that was how they had found it.
Isla nodded in agreement. "Yes, if you could keep yourself uninjured for as long as possible, that would be wonderful. I believe mine is one of the only professions where we are glad if we don't see you again." As she spoke she removed a small cloth from her pocket as well as a pair of clippers, leaning in to cut away the pods and fold them into the fabric where they would be safe until she got them back to the infirmary.
"Ordinarily about three or four pods will get a good yield, and they tend to cluster so we may find more nearby." She smiled up at Jigano, rising to her feet as well and scanning the ground. True enough, another few pods could be seen a few metres away, Isla nodding to them and making her way over to collect them. "I try not to take too many, because otherwise more may not grow," she explained. Her expression grew a touch more solemn as talk turned to injuries, Isla collecting the rest of the pods and slipping them safe into her pockets.
"I can fix a sprain in the morning and be sewing someone's guts back in by the afternoon," she explained, as if to describe how varied and... er, 'exciting' the job could be. "That doesn't happen too often, though, but with the Spire and that monster out there... who knows."
Isla nodded in agreement. "Yes, if you could keep yourself uninjured for as long as possible, that would be wonderful. I believe mine is one of the only professions where we are glad if we don't see you again." As she spoke she removed a small cloth from her pocket as well as a pair of clippers, leaning in to cut away the pods and fold them into the fabric where they would be safe until she got them back to the infirmary.
"Ordinarily about three or four pods will get a good yield, and they tend to cluster so we may find more nearby." She smiled up at Jigano, rising to her feet as well and scanning the ground. True enough, another few pods could be seen a few metres away, Isla nodding to them and making her way over to collect them. "I try not to take too many, because otherwise more may not grow," she explained. Her expression grew a touch more solemn as talk turned to injuries, Isla collecting the rest of the pods and slipping them safe into her pockets.
"I can fix a sprain in the morning and be sewing someone's guts back in by the afternoon," she explained, as if to describe how varied and... er, 'exciting' the job could be. "That doesn't happen too often, though, but with the Spire and that monster out there... who knows."
