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[h3][color=40ceb6][i]Ivory[/i][/color][/h3]
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[b]Location:[/b] [i]Church of Midway // Apothecary[/i]
[b]Notes:[/b] [i]Interacting with[/i] [b]Caeleo // women // guard[/b]
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[url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/5f/92/655f92322378bba882c250263117f09d.jpg]appearance pic[/url], roughly 5' 7" with a lean build, confident mannerisms, clothing doesn't stand out or indicate any form of wealth/lack of wealth
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At Ivory’s outburst, both Vulcure and Caeleo, as well as a few of the nearby guard, turned their attention to her. The sudden onslaught of attention gave her pause, similar to the way she felt the first time she saw Xen’s blood red eyes, although no where near as terrifying. She mustered up the courage to repeat herself. [color=40ceb6]“Caeleo, may I bestow this blessing upon you?”[/color] Caeleo didn’t respond. He did, however, turn to Vulcure, as if waiting for the Nebula to reply. At first Ivory felt slighted that the new fallen star would brush her off. Then it occurred to her that he may not have been familiar enough with what she was asking to give her an adequate reply; he was deferring to his brother, who knew the customs of the people better than he. Vulcure seemed to pick up on this as well. He made a quick motion of his hand as he replied.

“Step forward.” Ivory obeyed, gracefully moving around the guard that stood before her. The crowd hushed, only some of them familiar with the ritual Ivory offered to perform. When she reached the two Nebulae, she bowed slightly out of respect and training. She then pulled a small bottle of oil from her cloak and removed the cork. The aroma of the mixed herbs circled around the group - chamomile for purification and protection, lavender for peace, rosemary for a smooth and beneficial transition and even a bit of mugwort for luck and success. She started by whispering a prayer to the Goddess, thanking her for sending Caeleo as a gift to them. She touched the oil to the inside of his wrists, accessing the flux to attempt to reach his own flux energy. If she was being honest, she had no idea if this type of ritual could even affect a Nebula. But she was going to try. She finished the blessing by touching the oil to the middle of his chest and asking Cynthia to watch over his travels. When she put her bottle away, Caeleo looked into her face. His metallic shell was unfamiliar to her, but somehow his eyes still conveyed warmth and understanding. 

[color=#c17913]“You are a healer?”[/color] He asked. His voice was a give away that he wasn’t human, even if he had appeared so. Ivory nodded as a response.

[color=40ceb6]“Yes, I own an apothecary a few streets from here.”[/color] Caeleo simply nodded, as if filing the information away for later use. [color=40ceb6]“Are you going to ithica?”[/color] She couldn’t think of a more strategic way of asking the Star’s plans, so she decided a direct approach would get her results faster. Caeleo answered, seemingly unbothered by her blunt question.

[color=#c17913]“Soon.”[/color] The response wasn’t as informative as she was hoping for, but it was something. At this time, Caeleo rose, leaving her standing alone, and went over to where Vulcure had been joined by Stravier and a Naga that Ivory had seen around Delteria, but whose name she hadn’t yet learned. She approximated it to be around 2am so she stepped away from the men speaking, slipped back through the crowd and headed to her shop to replace her oil and feed the alley cat that often waited by her door. She played the conversation with Caeleo over and over in her head. It was too brief. She hadn’t made enough of an impact. There was no way he was going to need her to accompany him to seek out Elk. Maybe she could follow them anyway? The guard that he would no doubt have traveling with him were trained far better than she was. Would she be able to keep up with them without being caught? A woman’s wail snapped her out of her thoughts. She had reached her shop, only to be met by two women at the door. One was doubled over, clearly in pain. 

“Please! Ivory! My sister needs your help!” Ivory rushed to the woman’s side, pushing open her door. 

[color=40ceb6]“Come inside quickly!”[/color] She urged them, helping to drag the pained woman inside. She pulled her to the very back of the shop, where she often met patients with varying illnesses. [color=40ceb6]“What is wrong?”[/color] She asked.

“It’s poison! Her husband has poisoned her!”

[color=40ceb6]“What kind of poison?”[/color] Ivory immediately started to drain the woman of blood, catching the red liquid in a basin at the end of the table. 

“Hemlock.”

[color=40ceb6]“Are you sure?”[/color] The woman nodded in response. Fortunately, this was not the first time Ivory had dealt with the poison. She pulled a potion made of peppermint and valerian off a shelf behind her. She handed it to the sister. [color=40ceb6]“You need to have her drink this, slowly. If she starts to seize, stop.”[/color] The woman obeyed and the poisoned girl drank it easily. Ivory tended the open wounds made from her cuts, sealing them with a wax while the girl continued to drink. She must not have ingested much of the poison because she was alert within a short time. The two women thanked Ivory for her help and headed off with a few small vials of vitamin supplement to aid in her recovery and a promise to contact the authorities at dawn. Ivory turned to her basin of blood. She poured the remainder of the potion she had given the girl into the basin and channeled the flux to activate it. The hemlock additives to the blood first coagulated into a dark mass, then evaporated. Purifying blood was one of the first things Xen had taught her after she turned. The process still mesmerized her.  Suddenly, there was knock at her door. It was still too early for the shop to open, so she figured it had to be the women again. Maybe she hadn't gotten rid of all the poison. She opened the door and was started to find a member of Vulcure’s guard. [color=40ceb6]“May I help you?”[/color] She asked. He told her that Vulcure and Caeleo wanted her back at the Church. They were in need of her assistance. Her heart sped up. [color=40ceb6]“Yes, please let me grab a few things.” [/color]She was weakened from the blessing and the healing, and she needed blood. She shut the door, drank a bit from the basin, stored the remainder in a couple vials, then headed out with the man. As they came upon the site at the church, the guard stopped in front of the Naga that had been to the store with Stravier. He spoke to the lizard. 

“You, Naga and that herbalist. Come with me." Reluctantly they followed with Sapphira trailing close behind. Vulcure spoke up, talking about how a few of them would be heading to ithica. Finally, her chance to find the Goddess was here.