The New Girl (Teeryian)

On a quiet day, a woman enters the Catholicon needing assistance. [Job Thread]

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The Diamond of Kalea is located on Kalea's extreme west coast and called as such because its completely made of a crystalline substance called Skyglass. Home of the Alvina of the Stars, cultural mecca of knowledge seekers, and rife with Ethaefal, this remote city shimmers with its own unique light.

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The New Girl (Teeryian)

Postby Vanguard on October 5th, 2018, 1:12 am

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7th of Fall, 518 A.V.

40 Chimes after the 8th Bell




Even though it had a pleasant reputation, the Catholicon was generally a place one did not want to be. It was not because of the people that took employment there, but for the circumstances that generally one met to need to go. Lhavit was large and frequently had people seeking medical assistance. Today did not appear to be one of those days. It was quiet inside the reception area, except for the musical tune that Senri played on his fiddle. The man was sitting on the skyglass stairs as he stroked the string instrument with his bow. The harmonics of the reception area complimented the tune he had chosen for the evening.

A melody that wasn’t so lively as to inspire one to dance, nor one of a melancholy nature to bring the spirit down. Merely one to pleasantly fill the silence. Rasika was moving along the medicinal shelves via mobile ladder, cataloging the inventory. The Eypharian shifted along with a smile to Senri’s music. She wasn’t the only one. Alessia had settled herself in one of the lofts. Her crimson eyes peering at something unseen before her as a smile tugged at her lips. Her head swaying slowly and in rhythm with the music.

It unfortunately was to end prematurely. For a woman was ascending the exterior stairs. As she hurried down the passage leading to the reception area she began to plead loudly, not knowing that it wasn’t necessary to cry out for help in such a way. “Help me please! My son! Help my son!” A child around the age of nine was held tightly to her bosom. Senri abruptly stopped and looked down from his position at the woman as she ran forward. Rasika gave a push against the shelves to roll the ladder down towards the main entrance. Senri stood and moved to put his fiddle away, knowing that music would now be an unwelcome pastime of his talents.

Alessia sighed and made her way to the skyglass staircase to descend to Rasika’s desk. “Lay the child down on the desk,” she called out to the woman as she descended. Rasika moved the things on her desk with a well-rehearsed familiarity. The mother of the patient carefully set the child down despite being out of breath. Lovingly she brushed the boy’s hair away from his face. Small eyes were closed, and his head rolled slightly to the side as though he were merely asleep. The mixed-blood doctor stood at the desk’s side, her hands quickly checked his pulse and temperature. The mother was whimpering prayers to Rak’keli to save her son.

After a chime, Senri had joined Alessia’s side. The doctor turned to her assistant. “The boy does not need surgery. Take him to one of the other lofts. And get the new Konti… Teeryian?... and have her tend to the boy.” The assistant nodded and was about to take the boy in his arms when the doctor stopped him with a hand on his arm. “Don’t,” she whispered so that the mother wouldn’t hear, “let him succumb. And intervene when you need to.” Again he nodded and she removed her hand from him.

“Alright little man,” Senri said with a cheery tone, “I know this desk is rather comfortable, but Rasika, charges extra for using it.” The Eypharian gave him an affectionate punch in the arm with two fists. “Upstairs are some nice beds. They may not be as comfortable,” he said making his way up the spiral staircase to the lofts, “but they do have pillows and sheets.” The boy’s eyes were flickering though they never truly opened. Unsure if the boy was awake or not, Senri chose to keep talking until they were in the third loft. There he settled the boy on the bed and bid he mother have a seat beside the bed. “I will be right back after I get Teeryian. She will take good care of your boy.” He gave her a smile before exiting the loft.

Senri made his way to the place that the recently hired Konti had stowed herself in the Catholicon. There he approached and cleared his throat to get her attention. “There’s a sick boy in Three. Alessia wants you to tend to him. I’ll be standing nearby and observing.” A smile filled his face, “ready to save a life?”




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Postby Teeryian Khohen on October 5th, 2018, 4:08 am

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Teeryian looked up from tending to the herbs and roots that were growing in one of the rooms. She turned to face Senri and smiled. Looking at him nervously, but was excited nonetheless. A young boy had a lot to look forward to, and he needs Teeryians help. "Yes, yes I am, but how does the boy look, what are his symptoms?" Teeryian asked kindly and perhaps... a little too eager than usual. She mentally shrugged it off, she was ready for this job, and she wanted to do it right. She looked back at the herbs behind her, and prayed silently to Rak'Keli that she'll be there to guide her along her way.

She looked back towards Senri and knew better than to sit and wait. What if the boy didn't have much time left on his hands? Teeryian couldn't let that happen, again... the boy had a lot to live for and Teeryian needed to make sure that he was going to survive whatever sickness he was going through.

This was her first job at The Catholicon, and she needed to do it a lot of ways, but the most important way to act at a working environment is; one, don't dilly-dally, two, always stay on task, three, stay faithful, and four always work from the kindness of your heart.

Kindness and support was what Teeryian was here for, and she can help heal this boy as long as she can gather the Faith she needed to help him. However, it won't fail her. But, she wondered about the fairness of the Mark. And why do Konti automatically get the Divine Marking after birth? She was sure her mother told her about the stories many years ago, but she was younger back then.

Although, maybe she wasn't the greatest if listeners, but she ended up being a self-taught herbalist. And a healer.

"Room three right." Teeryian said with a smile. "Let's go then." She added after fixing the wrinkles out of her shirt as she walked out of the room. Her small leather shoes tapping against the rough stone ground filled with old cracks from ages ago. This tower is ancient, but Teeryian wasn't sure how long or even if it was an ancient building. She should learn more about it later, but she needed to do something now.

Which was to save a child's life. Without him, a mother could be hopeless and depressed. Even though, Rak'Keli's Mark can heal the Depressed, but she wasn't sure about a constant loop of depression. Losing a child is just devastating. But there's no pressure when it comes to putting a stranger's trust into your hands, and when it comes with your child.

"I got this, no sweat." She smiled warily and blushed from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. She was a bundle of emotions, but mostly excitement and fear. Excited she was for when she was about to get her first patient. Fear if the Healing Ability won't work. Or it will work, and then worry about what people would think of her? Was it a cheat of the system or would it just be natural to those who know enough about the Konti? Of course it'll be natural... Konti have been around in this world as long as Humans have been.

Teeryian Goldmouth concluded the fear of others rejecting her to be dramatic and unrealistic. She was going to save this boy whether she was afraid to do it or not, and with the help of Rak'Keli, by the Gods name he was going to survive.

Teeryian opened the door to room three and picked up her feet. Respectfully tapping her leather shoes against the floor as she walked, she came bounding in with a big smile across her face (and not one to look scary either), and an elated expression of interest for the boy's life.

"My name is Teeryian, and I'll be here to help you get through this sickness. You see this Mark?" Teeryian asked kindly and showed the boy her left hand that bore the Mark of Rak'Keli. "This. This can make what your feeling, all go away." She said with a smile. "Let me check your pulse and your breathing right away!" Teeryian took her index finger and her middle finger. Rested it lightly against the boy's neck. He had a pulse, obviously, it felt normal. Teeryian couldn't really know what the difference of the pulse rates by hand yet. She's a Novice for sure, but with a great heart and dedication her skills can manifest with her knowledge and she could become unstoppable.

She began to empower herself with the Faith of Rak'Keli. Calling her name in a whisper, confident that she'll bestow the healing needed to save this boy's life.

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Postby Vanguard on October 6th, 2018, 2:13 am




“The boy doesn’t need surgery,” he commented as Teeryian stood and adjusted her shirt. “And he doesn’t seem to be fully conscious. The mother ran in carrying him in her arms. I’ll be nearby if things begin to take a sour turn. You should ask the mother about his symptoms,” he suggested politely. Senri followed Teeryian back to the third loft where the patient and his mother were waiting. The mother’s head whipped around at the sound of the Konti’s leather shoes against the floor.

The boy did not have his eyes open. If they were then they were the smallest of slits that one could see through. Head rolled a little to the side at the Konti’s words. The mother seemed exuberant at Teeryian’s reassurance of the Rak’keli mark’s power. “Please,” she pleaded, “heal my son! I… I…” her voice was beginning to crack. “I could not bare to lose him too,” she said as she forced back unwarranted sobs of agony. Senri came in and leaned against the back wall to watch the scene unfold.

Rak’keli’s power would surge through the Konti’s touch and generate a light at the around her gnosis bearing hand. The energy would touch the boy and fill him. Teeryian would feel the resolve of her faith in the touch. Once she removed her hand… nothing appeared to happen. The boy’s eyes remained closed and his pulse unchanged. Slowly his small chest would swell and deflate with his breathing. Teeryian would not see it, but Senri bowed his head with a small shake. He did that because he knew the first mark of Rak’keli did not possess the power to heal what ailed the boy.

The mother moved closer to kneel by the bed. “Horan? Horan dear?” When the child remained unresponsive the mother turned her gaze on the Konti. “You said that would heal him!” she hissed. “But he’s not healed!” Senri stepped forward from his spot on the wall. His tone was soft and assuring.

“There are not many things beyond the first mark’s ability to heal. So the fact that it didn’t heal your boy can tell us a lot about what is making him sick.” His gaze fell on Teeryian, pointedly, hoping she realized that the words were meant for her as much as they were for the mother. “Tell us, exactly what happened before your brought Horan in.”

The mother had been placated, if only slightly. Her hands lovingly brushed against the face of her son. “He was fine only a few bells ago,” she said. “We went for a walk just after Dawn Rest through the Trail of Waterfalls. On our way back, he said that he was feeling very tired though he wasn’t sleepy. But on our way home he just… collapsed. He hasn’t moved on his own since then.” Tears were beginning to well up in the mother’s eyes. Senri stood closer, but kept silent as he watched to see what Teeryian would do with this new information.




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Postby Teeryian Khohen on October 6th, 2018, 4:03 am

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"No surgery. Good." For both the boy and herself. She had no skills with surgery, or anything relevant to it. So the conclusion of being in a sword fight was out of the deal. So it wasn't anything physical either which was a sign. It must've been something natural to get the boy sick. So Senri will be there to help her out if needed, she was truly thankful for that. Her new position here was already turning the tables. She was just watering these herbs, and now has to help heal a young boy. "Okay I can do this." She said with an encouraging smile towards Senri and followed him out to room three where Senri said the boy and his mother would be.

The boy was laying across a table, with his eyes barely open and the mother standing beside him watching in agony. Teeryians hands shook a little out of nervousness. She already came to a solid conclusion that the injury or sickness wasn't caused by a sword or a weapon of any kind. Otherwise he would need the Healing Ability granted by Rak'Keli. However, when she did devot this action of Faith and Healing after another moment later, her Mark ignited the area around the boy's chest. And a few seconds passed, then nothing happened.

Teeryian didn't sense any changes from the boy and was flustered for a second or two. When Senri calmed the mother down, Teeryian was more than thankful once again. With her being new here, she would have to follow in others footsteps to learn the way of being a doctor or even a healer. "We can safely agree that whatever was causing your boys sickness was not a disease if any sorts, rather than.... An exposure of some sort..." Teeryian advised the mother.

The Konti looked back at the mother of the boy and took a calm breath. Trying to think of what the boy could have come across in the Trail of Waterfalls, and wanted to remember what the different plants and flowers that could have been living in that part of the wild life.

"These symptoms, when was he feeling them? Did he mention of any plant life that was appealing to him or catching his eye?" She asked encouragingly. There's a lot of mystical plant life here in Lhavit, and the ones that seem the most striking need to be taken care of. Properly. And if a young boy like hers has stumbled upon a unique flower or plant of any kind, Teeryian needed to make sure that they could explore the options later on.

If the boy did touch a very dangerous plant without protection, it might seem viable to at least make sure that they could think of the name before they make any antidote. With the details of the flower, the Konti was sure that she could think of the name, there were too many flowers and plants in this world to remember. And she could possibly write an entire book about them as well. However, she would rather not as she didn't want to waste that time she had. When she gets through this event it would actually probably be a better idea to get a jornal and start taking notes of the flowers, trees, and other plants in Lhavit as well. Maybe even purchase a book if she could and bring it with her wherever she went. That's be a great idea, but Teeryian really needed to know any details of what the mother knew about the walk before making any assumptions. It would truly help her out, and her son.

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Postby Vanguard on October 10th, 2018, 10:40 pm




It was not the appropriate time to show it, but Senri would’ve given an approving smile for Teeryian asking the right questions. Rak’keli’s first mark could resolve many of the ailments that people would come to the Catholicon for. Though Alessa had not yet utilized that resource yet. Thanks to previous experience, Senri already knew the problem based off what the mother had said. Somehow the doctor had been able to determine it without asking questions and only looking over the boy’s form. Making this an obvious test of Teeryian’s capability as a doctor, not a healer. And still the doctor’s assistant did not say anything more in favor of observing.

The mother had an expression of helplessness. “He…” She looked down at him, wishing that the gods would not be so cruel to take the last of her family away from her. “He wandered off the trail,” she said weakly with a voice that was just barely audible, “several times.” The mother sniffed once and spoke louder afterwards. “Horan loves the outdoors. He wants to be a hunter, of all things. So, he kept playing Pretend, and would run off trail after some creature that wasn’t even there. No matter how many times I told him to stop. No, there was no plant life that caught his eye that I can say.”

She brushed away the tears that were about to run down her face, then covered her mouth with the same hand. “Horan was a right mess. So many different plants sticking to his clothes that had to be cleaned off. He also had a few plant spines imbedded in his clothes. I had removed them before we started on our way home. Its so hard to afford clothes sometimes…” The other cut herself off from saying more. From her expression, she was entering an emotional gyre of self-pity that she had almost begun to share.

Senri took a quiet step forward and placed a few fingers on Teeryian’s shoulder to get her attention. When he spoke, it was in a whisper, “We do have… not a book per se… but more of a medical journal, that may include more details on the regional flora. Perhaps whatever is ailing the boy has been mentioned in there,” he offered as a suggestion. There were a few options available to Teeryian, and Senri was curious to see which course of action she would take first.




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Postby Teeryian Khohen on October 11th, 2018, 3:27 am

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She wasn't just any Doctor, no. She was... A Novice at best. If she could only recall the flora that was causing her to bite her tongue. She would be able to help Horan. The mother began to wallow in her self-pity, and Teeryian could sense the words tenderizing her own mentality. Like a malet on meat when pounded, but by a young child just learning to tender meat. Teeryian can empathize with the woman, but she didn't know what to say. At least not professionally. She was no professional either. She had no reputation to destroy yet, but if she can't figure out what this boy had touched or had been exposed of during that walk... Then she would surely ruin The Catholicon.

And on her first job.

The Konti managed to draw a bit of blood from the inside of her cheek. She winced at the slight pain, and could taste the warm sickily metal as she desperately thought of what to say. Her words were failing her, and she stared at Horan for a moment. Then, when the mom mentioned about some sort of spikes, and Senri tapped her on the shoulder about a medical journal. The puzzles we're beginning to show, but Teeryian has yet to complete it.

If only the mom happened to have pieces of the flora that she pulled off of the boy with her right now; that would help them greatly, and Teeryian could conclude her diagnosis. She took a deep breath, first she would answer Senri. "The journal sounds like a great idea. Depending on the plant we can use process of elimination, but we might not have much time. Senri could you please grab me the book?" Teeryian asked her assistant mostly out of kindness.

She then turned to face the mother. She took another breath before thinking of what to say next. Then she looked at the boy. "I understand you are worried right now ma'am. However, I would feel more comfortable if you could gather yourself together please? I know how much your son means to you, I will do my very best to get him back to health." She didn't want to truly promise him, because if this was a promise that couldn't be fully seen through. Then, her hopes and dreams of being a Doctor, let alone a Healer would be detrimental to her working career.

The Konti relaxed her position a bit more. She bit at her lower lip again in silence. She really didn't want to upset the mother any further than she already was. "Maybe you could tell me a story about your son? One that made you feel warm and better inside?" Maybe bringing up a better memory will stall the self-pity that was giving Teeryian a bit of anxiety. She wanted to feel relaxed around the mother, but she wasn't sure how the mother was going to react either. This kind of event can be quite emotional. She really wanted to heal her son, but she can't truly think in the right state of mind if Horan mom couldn't think to calm herself down.


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Postby Vanguard on October 15th, 2018, 6:58 pm




With a curt nod Senri took his leave of the third loft. Quietly, yet with some haste to his step, he descended the skyglass stairs in order to retrieve the medical journal for Teeryian. The assistant knew exactly which one to grab for her. The mother’s story had been enough for him to know what it was that caused the boy’s ailment. It was not something they frequently had to treat, thanks to the Shinya’s efforts at keeping the plant from being commonly found in Lhavit. Still, the Shinya could never guarantee complete eradication of the Kuhari plant. As poor Horan was discovering.

Before he reached the bottom of the stairs, Senri heard his name being called softly. Stopping to look up, Alessa was gracefully descending the stairs towards him. The mixed blood stopped on the stair above him. “How’s she doing?” Alessa asked quietly.

“As well as we could expect, considering this is her first patient,” Senri said encouragingly. But Alessa tilted her head back slightly and narrowed her gaze to study her assistant.

“She immediately attempted to employ Rak’keli’s power, didn’t she?” Senri opened his mouth as though he were going to say something, but then just let out a defeated sigh. Alessa smiled a little. “Hopefully she learns the lesson.” Then the doctor procured a small vial with a violet liquid corked inside. She held it out to her assistant, “Here.” Senri took the vial and placed it in his pocket. He did not need to ask what it was. “How long would you estimate the boy to have?”

Senri gave a glance back up the stairs. “They came from the Trail of Waterfalls. So, he still has a bell. Perhaps two. But he’s already too weak to even open his eyes.” Alessa nodded once in understanding.

“Then you should get back to whatever it is you’re doing. Before the boy slips while you’re away.” With that the doctor turned to climb back up the stairs for a place of solitude. Senri went to their small archive and took a few chimes to find the correct journal. Without wasting anymore time he ran back up the stairs to rejoin Teeryian.

While he was away with the task, the mother had taken Horan’s limp hand and held it against her chest with both of her own. “Horan, he… he is actually very creative. This last Spring he had given me a small pottery pot that he had made himself. It was well done for a child’s hands. But he swore that he could make one better. That he would receive Zentila’s mark so that he could make a better one out of skyglasss. And I,” the mother’s voice cracked as emotion renewed itself within her. “just tried to imagine how proud I’d be if he were to be a creator, rather than a hunter or a mage for the Towers.”




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Postby Teeryian Khohen on October 17th, 2018, 3:16 am

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Teeryian took a step closer, she could sense her body tingling from being nervous around the boy, but she did her best to conceal any of that physical emotion with a wary smile or two. Deep inside her, she wanted to say everything was going to be alright, and wondered what was taking Senri so long. She was upset when the Rak'Keli Mark didn't work, but the Catholicon had many resources at hand to help her solve any problem at hand. Or maybe almost any problem at hand. The Healer watched painfully as Horans mother took hold of her son's hand and grasping it against her chest with both if her hands. If Teeryian knew the mother at a personal level, maybe things would be different and less strenuous. Though, but this kind of job will require engagement with other different people. People she had never met before.

She was just only a novice, and by all means no professional. She really hoped Senri would return soon rather than later. Teeryian was unsure how much longer the boy had, depending on what he was exposed to out in the Trails of Waterfalls. It could have been anything and it was cuasing the Konti's head to throb as she thought really hard of the commonly known dangerous plants here in Lhavit.

She was uncertain of the eradication of the dangerous plants that the Shinya meant to erase of Lhavits wildlife, but maybe Senri knows a thing or two of it? She rested a hand on the edge of the table that Horans limp body was resting against. She dared not to touch the boy and strictly kept her hand away from touching him. She didn't want to interrupt the connection between the mother and her son. She knew how important it was, but she didn't feel like waiting around much longer. She smiled again through all kindness of her heart. "Pottery is a great trade." Teeryian said tastefully and grinned pleasingly. "Hunting is a dangerous job..." Teeryian began, though she stopped her thought process and really tried to think of what to say.

She didn't want to bend any of the truth that she wants to speak out, but the truth can also help people. Or it could break them... "I as a Healer and follower of Rak'Keli, wish not to injure another creature's life...." She took a breath. "It is not what my Goddess prefers me to do...." She added softly letting the words sink into the mother's thoughts. "...Having a variety of traded skills in a boy this young... It can prove some great opportunities... Do you have any more great stories to tell ma'am?" She asked at first. "I'd love to hear what your boys like?" She asked politely, but inside she was growing a little flustered and wanted to know what was taking Senri so long.

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Postby Vanguard on October 28th, 2018, 1:11 am




Making sure that the antidote was safely tucked in his pocket, Senri bounded up the last few steps before stepping off into the third loft. Once he stepped inside he put on his best smile for appearances. From his experience, it was important to appear calm and at ease. Often it would help calm those that could only stand and watch; easing their helplessness a bit. It also could give the impression that the situation was not as serious as they may think it is. Though that last one tended to have mixed results. But Senri stepped inside and went straight to Teeryian’s side.

“Here’s the journal you requested,” he said. While Teeryain was a novice doctor, Senri thought it was important to help enforce her authority in front of the mother. The woman was very upset and had already proven that she could lose her composure when there was no immediate improvement to the boy’s health. However, he was Alessa’s assistant, not Teeryian’s. And he would have no hesitation in stepping in to take control of the situation if the Konti could not handle it. Senri walked around to stand by the boy’s other side.

Senri did not know how long it would take Teeryian to discover the answer in the journal he just gave her. He knew that the answer was in there, he wrote some of their journals after all, and had written that particular one himself. So, he decided to distract the mother while Teeryian did her research. “The Moon Festival is approaching fairly quickly. Horan has the look of a boy that enjoys dancing. Does he like to dance?”

The mother was broken from her internalized torment at the question. She hadn’t meant to ignore the Konti. But she gave a soft laugh at Senri’s question. “He enjoys any excuse to be outside. But I don’t really know about the dancing. He would need to stay in once place for more than a chime to be able to dance. Always, he’s running around and looking at everything, chasing things. I’m not very concerned about him becoming a mage at a tower,” she said more to Teeryian than Senri, “Horan just doesn’t hold still long enough for their sort of deep contemplations. He did want to see that strange artifact that was briefly on display. I told him ‘no’ because that is none of our concern. There’s something about young boys and always finding trouble in…” but the mother’s voice broke as her composure was threatened to be lost again.

Senri nodded along as the mother spoke, “That is to be expected of young boys. When I was younger, I would always go looking for trouble. For some reason it just seemed much more fun than doing anything else. A friend and I once decided that we would try and impersonate a few Shinya Initiates at the Monastery. So, we stole a pair of robes that we managed to find and started walking around pretending to look busy. For bells we wandered around the Pavilion and the Monastery but kept getting the strangest looks from the other Initiates and even a few of the Acolytes. What we didn’t realize, was that the robes we stole, belonged to the Guardian!” The mother had been enthralled in Senri’s story quickly and found herself laughing unexpectedly at the climax.




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Postby Teeryian Khohen on December 3rd, 2018, 4:42 am

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"Thank you Senri for the book." Teeryian smiled at the red-headed man and graciously retrieved the book from his hands into her own so that she can skim through the pages trying to recall that one plant that she couldn't think about its name. She was half-listening to Senri as he talked about his story when he was a kid and played pretend Shynia with his friends, but she couldn't really focus on the story as there was a more pressing matter at hand, like saving the son's life.

It was an uncommon plant, because otherwise the boy wouldn't have stumbled across it so easily, and it's dangerous enough to seep venom or poison into the kid's body leaving him a certain amount if hours before he could eventually... die... The thought of a boy dying on this table at her hand wasn't something that she would ever have to consider. Senri knows his stuff he could help her, but after all she was just a beginning doctor and a novice healer. She only knew what she knew through her mother and practice. She was never really trained for something like this. If she was knowledgeable on the plants she didn't know about now she would be saving a lot of time, but time is running short and it's not helping her in this case to sit around and stare at a book while Senri tells stories about his joking childhood. Even though Teeryian did like his stories, but she can't set a boy's life aside to listen to it.

She stopped flipping through the pages as she came across a drawing of a sharp looking plant labled with colors and helpful information scripted on the side. She smiled as she read the heading of the page: "Kuhari." A dangerous plant that deals posion when exposed to the skin. A thin sharp need-like plant that can cause death. Interesting, but deadly.

"You know magic can be a good thing to learn, I hear it'll keep your feet busy all day, but medicine. Now this is something else, it's better than magic." Teeryian announced gregariously as she placed the book on another table beside her. "Senri do you know how to make an antidote for Kuhari?" Teeryian asked him kindly interrupting the conversation between the mother and the assistant. "I wouldn't mind learning it in the process either. If you wouldn't mind teaching me how to make it?"


{OOC: SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT VANGUARD! }
Thank you so much Gossamer!
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