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Everyday at sunset for the past two weeks a woman, that would be considered a great beauty if not for the scales that covered her skin and the teeth that appeared to be fang-like when she smiled, has been seen entering the Temple of Ilmiter and to the surprise of most of the priests offering to help with chores or offering her services as a seamstress.When offered payment she declines and simply requests a small cot to sleep on for a few hours.
None of the priests or priestesses have asked why she does this, but may have noted a frightened look when she enters the temple. Even though she is not schooled in the art of healing the woman does not complain when asked to help tend the sick or wounded, but instead mixes poulstices and rewraps bandages with the care a mother would a child. As she departs the temple every morning she thanks each of the priests or priestesses she passes leaving some of them with puzzled expressions.
None of the priests or priestesses have asked why she does this, but may have noted a frightened look when she enters the temple. Even though she is not schooled in the art of healing the woman does not complain when asked to help tend the sick or wounded, but instead mixes poulstices and rewraps bandages with the care a mother would a child. As she departs the temple every morning she thanks each of the priests or priestesses she passes leaving some of them with puzzled expressions.