Tirarrian bustled past the crowd, shoving legs aside [color=#C266C2]"Excuse me, excuse me! I'm an apothecary!"[/color]

Finally reaching the front of the crowd, she slipped a small hand into her pouch and pulled out a bunch of dark brown herbs. Putting the dainty ladies head on the Gnomes small lap, she lit the bunch of herbs and put them up to this ladies nose as they started smoking

[color=#C266C2]"Breathe deep, it will make you feel better."[/color]

Tirarrian became acutely aware of this ladies pitch black eyes, and felt surprisingly perturbed

Next Tirarrian addressed the armoured man.

[color=#C266C2]"She didn't breathe in any water, did she?"[/color]