บท 262: Healing Advice

The midday sun hung high above the village as Lassim followed Elder Daxion through the narrow streets.

Daxion led him through the village toward a cluster of houses on the far side. He stopped in front of a small home, a stone structure with a modest front yard. The door was slightly ajar, and the soft glow of a healing technique being used filtered out from inside.

"The healers are inside. They've been working non-stop," Daxion said, his tone lower now, out of respect for the citizens, now patients, within.

Lassim followed him inside. The air was cool and thick with the scent of herbs and some medicinal oils and potions that had been used.