Rita was in her house in this small town, it was a nice place for her and she had plenty of room to use spells, in fact she was using her crystal right now in a desperate attempt to use both earth and water to heal this poor mans wound, or make a cast of sorts. She was tired and sweating as she spoke the incantation. It was weak but, it worked well. The ragged cloth around the man's leg was now covered in a white, muddy substance. It hardened and soothed at the same time. "Are you okay sir?" She asked as she wiped the sweat from her brow.
The man nodded and with a grunt, swung off of the table. This was really the first time she saw him clearly, he was a goblin man, almost as tall as he but still quite a bit shorter. As soon as he finished paying her though he left the building and left Rita to her own devices. What a snob, she thought as she looked at his money and nodded her approval, now realizing that the bowl of dirt she had brought in was empty. How much had she used? She didn't care, going to sit down instead of worrying.