The Traveling doctor

[Winters1]

2065AC
my mother taught me to heal,

To avoid harming others,

To follow Chireus for he is free to travel.

some people call me slow...

Is it wrong? 

To want to heal,

Instead of fight?

To put back what so many work to destroy?

I will continue to be strong
I will not change my ways
I will become the healing hand of parties that wish to venture,
from the depths of Hel to the top of Aetius

The Priestess of Chireus, 
Medical Doctor
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Leanna Cross

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2069 AC
Nothingness, Emptiness, Uncertainty, Hope

Nothingness
Nothing had been found in the volcanos
everything is constantly picked clean
The dwindling stock of ore sold to pay rent had been idling in the shop
Attempts at venturing deeper into the mines are still on hold.

Emptiness 
Empty from the lack of progress in her life, She had hoped to be a well respected dedicated healer one day,
Though finding others to travel with to unknown lands was hard..
She wasnt in it for the reward of the event, but the aid she could provide

Uncertainty

Uncertain if she would ever master wayfinding, a step seen to get closer to Chireus,
something that would come in handy on her adventures.
Its been years...

Hope

Something once vowed to stay strong with
but things do not get better.