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FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Sidony Venaras
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: There's a newcomer and she's curious
WHEN: Today, now
WHERE: The Gallows, probably
NOTES: Likely to be discussion of blood, surgeries and medieval healing within!

Greetings, Inquisition. It is truly a pleasure to be welcomed amongst your ranks, even in these strange times.

[ The voice is soft, formal, a touch accented - certainly not Ferelden by any stretch. Well educated, probably, at least from the intonation. ]

My name is Sidony Venaras, lately of Nevarra, and I have come to fill any gaps that you might have in your medical needs. [ And, quickly - ] Yes, I am well aware that there are magical means of healing, but magic cannot cure everything. A doctor can often be required. It wouldn't do to forget that.

[ She doesn't necessarily have anything against mages, exactly, but it might not seem that way. ]

If anyone can inform me of any healers or doctors I might confer with then I would appreciate it. You have my thanks in advance, and I appreciate the support should it be given.

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I would be more than glad to offer any assistance, of course. [ She sounds quite prim and proper about it, honestly. ] I've brought some books with me from home that I am sure would be useful to you, physician or not.

[elegiaque]

That would be fantastic, if you wouldn't mind lending me the read of them. I've always been sort of fumbling about in the dark—you know, remedies one might pick up from the servants, figuring out the very obvious. 'Stitch that up before he bleeds to death', etcetera.

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I will be keeping them in my room, but you are free to visit. I am here to share my knowledge, and educating others would be a gift, my lady. Medicine is there for us to learn.

[elegiaque]

Well, if you are being hospitable, I am bound to accept. Shall I bring tea, or something stronger?

( gwenaëlle is perfectly happy to crack open a bottle of wine and read a book in a stranger's room. why not. )

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I’m afraid I’ve never been much for tea, much to my mother’s distaste. [ A terrible shame, truly. ] Anything you have would be most kind.