"Morning, healer." Alura greeted with a tired smile. The Elven maiden turned away from Robyn slightly when she spoke about what was bothering her. "As woman in the healers position, we don't often turn people away. If ever, even than. We have a need to always help those around us. A while back, I happened upon a camp of men in my travels. One of the men had an arrow through his shoulder and was bleeding profusely. I offered my talents, requesting No form of payment. After I had finished my work I instructed how to clean and take Care for the wound. It was than that the men took their payment from me. They satisfied their carnal desires of the flesh upon me...." Alura's voice fell off for a moment as she took a shaky breath.

"That night I killed all of those men. I slit their throats in their sleep, and the man whose life I had saved, I smothered him. I dream of that night... but what scares me the Most of that night is how I mindlessly took their lives. I watched the life fade from their eyes. That night I was capable of such evil things. What I did was a terrible thing." Again, she lost her voice as a single tear rolled down her cheek. Clearing her throat, she raised her chin and smiled to Robyn.