[phone]

[justiceis_hard]

Given recent events... I thought it only fair to offer my services to the people at large. I'm a healer, in my world, and here. Since whoever runs this place has seen fit to restore my healing spells, at any rate

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[webball]

Healing? And magic? Both of those things sound delightful , considering we didn't really have those before! It's great that you're offering your services, Doc! ...Can I call you Doc?

[justiceis_hard]

I've always had them. Until... I came here. But they returned, soon enough.

I'm a healer, so, no.

[webball]

Well, you're the only real doctor around, Doc, so kinda calling em as I see em.

Hey, listen, how did you get your Feel Good Hands back again, anyway?

[justiceis_hard]

I'm not a doctor. I'm a healer. There's a difference.

... My what?

[unasked_for]

You truly haven't been paying attention, have you? [Fenris could make this sound accusatory, but instead his tone is simply bemused.] The Knight-Commander is gone. I have seen her in town, but...she is no longer herself.

[justiceis_hard]

Oh.

Well, that makes this incredibly simple.

[kinships]

[A child's voice answers, tone warm.]

That's very kind of you to offer, sir. I'm glad there are people willing to help each other out here.

[justiceis_hard]

That's what a healer does. Isn't it? Serves the injured, the sick? And if he has magic, he should put it to good use.

[kinships]

I've never met a healer who used magic before, how does it work exactly?

[justiceis_hard]

You cast a spell, and the damage is repaired. Whatever it may be.