[leader needed!] give me strength to guide me,
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indent He heard only one word; healer. It was the one thing Inferni had been lacking for as long as he could remember. Fatin had been the one to treat he and his siblings. Gabriel knew basic medicine—war medicine, such as how to set bones, how to patch wounds. He was by no means adequate at these things. Still he kept his manners stoic, listening with genuine interest. There were two things he had to deal with now, and one was looking at the ground and wearing a frazzled poncho.
indent “I’ll place you at Tirones for now. The majority of the clan dens are among the caves,” he gestured with a nod of the head up the mountain. “If you are a competent healer then I’m sure you’ll do fine here.” Turning his head to his cousin, the hybrid spoke shortly. “Come speak with me later,” he said, quickly turning and heading off into the thicker underbrush of the forest.




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