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[quote]"Sarantsatsral, it's so good to see you -- and Pash! Have all the tea you like, there's more brewing as we speak."[/quote]
"I am glad that you still remembered me Kettle!" Sarant replied as her gaze focused at the rather distant bowl. She inched and nudged up and over the table, to which a lengthy but rather toned arm seemed to appear out of nowhere and easily reached it. Turning her gaze towards the owner of the arm, she was presented with said bowl and an introduction from one of Kettle's acquaintances.

[quote]"I'm Harry, a performer." He said with a slight grin, as he asked her, "Is there such a thing as bad medicine?"[/quote]
Sarant stared at the man for a while, contemplating his rather odd question. It took her a while in the pause before she reached for the bowl and answered, "Oh, greetings! Yes...Yes, definitely!" She affirmed herself with a nod, while she placed the bowl onto the table and continued to sit down on the chair she previously used as a ladder. Pash was comfortably positioned on the floor behind Sarant as it yawned - revealing his set of rather sharp fangs hidden behind his lazy and undependable demeanor. Sarant then reached for the pot of buttered tea, lifted it up with slight difficulty, then slowly poured the milky contents into her bowl - as an Uaru typically drinks from it, instead of a cup or a mug.

"In the study of medicine, there are properties that either negate or enhance one another! Too much heat, medicine should be cooling. Too much cold, medicine should be heating! In that, one should not consume medicine with cold properties when the body is under strain of the cold!" As her bowl filled up nearly to the brim, she stopped and continued her explanation, "Just like how you would not continue to pour more into the bowl when it's full!" A smug etched across her face, slightly proud over her rather odd attempt at a metaphor.

She placed the pot of buttered tea back to where it originally was, then cupped the bowl with her two hands as she sipped at the fragrant salty tea. Rather oblivious at the fact that Harry was more interested at her than her wares, she patted the sides of her trusty medicine box No.29 strapped behind Pash and queried with glee, "Would you like to buy some, Harry!" She gave a pause, sipped loudly at her tea with a mellow and content face before continuing, "As you are acquaintances with Kettle, I'll give you a good price!"

It was then, Silcia the elvish girl to whom Kettle introduced as another in the same trade as Sarant greeted meekly.

[quote]"Hello." I whispered giving the small girl a smile.[/quote]
Turning to the rather graceful looking elf, she smiled with the whites of her teeth and replied, "Ho! Has perhaps my wares took to your interest! I have many in my possession, herbs and ointments healers usually work with in their trade!" Her arms greedily reached for the plate of food as she began scooping her portion onto her own plate.

"Or perhaps you wish to share some knowledge in the arts of medicine and healing? I have heard that elves are pretty dependable when it comes to having a healer's touch!"

[@Gareth][@AiyvaGuard]