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[color=Palegreen]Time[/color]: Late morning
[color=Lightblue]Location[/color]: Roshmi city infirmary
[color=Palegreen]Interactions[/color]: [@Potter]
[color=Lightblue]Ambience[/color]: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2UulCWGess]Roshmi market[/url]

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Ilan was walking aimlessly through the marketplace, wandering along the different stands. Baskets full of brightly colored flowers proved to be one of only a few things able to distract his worried mind. There were so many different kinds! Even though he preferred wild flowers, there was something special about the lovingly cultivated flowers of someone's well tended garden. The sight of them calmed his troubled soul. He checked for the price with the merchant and counted the coins in his pocket. He could afford a few. They would do nicely as a small bouquet to lift the spirits of the human he'd saved. Ilan waited patiently while the vendor busied himself with multiple customers.

[color=Forestgreen]"What can I do for you young faun?"[/color] The vendor was a robust demi-human with goat horns and hooved feet. He looked to be the type to tend to animals, rather than flowers. Ilan was unaware his thoughts were written all over his face. The vendor let out a hearty laugh at Ilans frown. 
[color=Forestgreen]"Not who you were expecting huh..?"[/color] 

Ilan felt his cheeks flush, realizing his rudeness and small mindedness. He fidgeted with the hem of his sleeve and looked away. Most flower stands were usually run by mothers and daughters, someone with delicate fingers and patience. 

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[color=Forestgreen]"Not to worry young man, these flowers come from the garden of my daughter. She's expecting to birth a child any given day now. The girl can barely stand, so I'm here to keep thing running."[/color] The vendor explained sounding proud. The prospect of becoming a grandparent  made him cheery all day round. At the mention of a child on the way Ilan immediately pulled himself together. He loved children!
He smiled kindly at the vendor.

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Ilan instructed the man. His jade eyes looked over the flower stand again. There weren't any raspberry brambles there. They didn't make the prettiest flowers and usually had thorns. The fruits were delicious and they were a garden staple for many. He hoped the daughter had some in her garden too.

[color=Forestgreen]"I will tell her to do so."[/color]
[color=Forestgreen]"Now.."[/color] The vendor said, gesturing towards the baskets of flowers with a flourish. 
[color=Forestgreen]"Which flowers can I get you in exchange for this piece of wisdom?"[/color]

Ilan smiled and insisted on paying, but the vendor wouldn't have it. So he decided on a modest bundle of mostly white flowers, not wanting to take advantage of his kindness. He wanted to go see the human fighter, it had been a while. Hopefully he was awake. While he was on his way back to the infirmary someone walked up to him. It was a young woman, short of stature and very out of place. Her appearance alarmed him, she did not have any noticeable animal features. Could she be another human? 

Other demi-humans walking past seemed to notice too, going as far as to stop and stare. Ilan was about to answer her when one of the healers of the infirmary walked up to them. 
[color=Goldenrod]"Please come with me to the infirmary."[/color] The healer requested. The woman sounded urgent, her tone did not bode well. Ilan turned to the young woman with a small smile.

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He couldn't hide his worried frown but tried to keep it out of his voice. There was no need to scare her. 

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