The stars are alive, child! Did you know that? Everything out there is alive, and there are grand purpose abroad!
She was strange, the way she opened her mouth not to speak, but as if to taste the air around her. She nearly rolled her eyes at the mares words, listening with contempt. She gestured around them quickly. "Truly, does this look like the sea to you? There is no salt water here to swim through, to constantly cleanse wounds and rid them of infections. In a salt sea you can afford to walk things off. In a world of air, and dirt, and grime, walking things off is more of a death sentence than moving on" Luvena words came back without missing a beat.
She continued digging into the dirt, until she hit something harder then the soil, but not quite as hard as a rock. She had remembered one of the healers who came to herstial showing her a certain kind of clay, one that came from ashes long shed, that could be used as a poultice on wounds. she scraped up as much of it as she could, though it was too dry to do anything yet. "Nice to meet you" She replied softly. "This is Picoro" she gestured to the sloth who rode on her back, his nose wrinkled at the scent of blood.
Luvena nodded gently, she had said her piece. "you have water magic yes?" she moved off to roll a relatively flat rock towards them, on which she placed the pile of dried clay. "I need you to wet this, not too much, just enough for it to be a paste" as soon as it was moistened enough she intended to mash it into a poultice, one that could be spread over the wound. while she waited for that she started grabbing long flat pieces of grass from around them, ones she could use to weave a quick bandage, to keep the poultice in place for a few days.
"What are you doing so far from the seas?"
@Below Zero
She continued digging into the dirt, until she hit something harder then the soil, but not quite as hard as a rock. She had remembered one of the healers who came to herstial showing her a certain kind of clay, one that came from ashes long shed, that could be used as a poultice on wounds. she scraped up as much of it as she could, though it was too dry to do anything yet. "Nice to meet you" She replied softly. "This is Picoro" she gestured to the sloth who rode on her back, his nose wrinkled at the scent of blood.
Luvena nodded gently, she had said her piece. "you have water magic yes?" she moved off to roll a relatively flat rock towards them, on which she placed the pile of dried clay. "I need you to wet this, not too much, just enough for it to be a paste" as soon as it was moistened enough she intended to mash it into a poultice, one that could be spread over the wound. while she waited for that she started grabbing long flat pieces of grass from around them, ones she could use to weave a quick bandage, to keep the poultice in place for a few days.
"What are you doing so far from the seas?"
@Below Zero
