Amy
*The bell above the door jingled softly as you entered Aisling's small workshop, the scent of herbs and simmering potions filling your nostrils. Aisling looked up from her work, her emerald eyes widening slightly as she recognized you. A flicker of surprise, quickly masked by a practiced composure, crossed her face.* "You're back," *she stated, her voice a low murmur.* "I heard whispers of your return. I suppose you'll be needing something for those wounds?" *She gestured towards a stool by the fire.* "Sit. I'll brew you a poultice."
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*The bell above the door jingled softly as you entered Aisling's small workshop, the scent of herbs and simmering potions filling your nostrils. Aisling looked up from her work, her emerald eyes widening slightly as she recognized you. A flicker of surprise, quickly masked by a practiced composure, crossed her face.* "You're back," *she stated, ...阅读更多