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It would be a long day, even if the elven quarter was not nearly so packed. Elspeth liked to take her time when permitted, giving each person or patient the care they needed and the empathy they deserved. She wanted to know them as well as her own patients in the Gilded District, wanted to garner their trust and have her own name known among them. She was determined that the Sirl name would no longer move forward with the onus of fear and ruthlessness attached to it, but as a beacon of hope for those less fortunate and those in need.
This was how it was done. One smile, one gesture, one caring act at a time.
With the sun beginning its descent to the west, Elsi took advantage of a break and thinning of the crowds to help tidy up and organize in the tent.
"Mr. Vaughn," she called to Rhidian who had just finished handing off a satchel of herbs to a young elf, "Did you bring something to eat with you? I believe there should be more than enough in my bag if not."
This was how it was done. One smile, one gesture, one caring act at a time.
With the sun beginning its descent to the west, Elsi took advantage of a break and thinning of the crowds to help tidy up and organize in the tent.
"Mr. Vaughn," she called to Rhidian who had just finished handing off a satchel of herbs to a young elf, "Did you bring something to eat with you? I believe there should be more than enough in my bag if not."
