Welcome to Gaia! ::

This place was well defended, the homes built deep into the caverns of the mountains. Arya looked down at the ill child, a look of compassion and warmth crossed her face as she concentrated her energy. After a few minutes, she felt a little weaker, but the child already had some color in their cheeks again. Their breathing was less labored, and she could tell after touching the child's forehead, that the fever had gone down.

"He should be fine now. Some rest will do him good, so make sure he takes it easy for the next week and he should be as good as new." Arya said to the parents as she stood. They both nodded and the mother held out a hand, the payment they had agreed on. It was a meager thing, Arya knew, but she shook her head. "Keep your money. I am simply glad I could help. Your thanks is payment enough." She said.

They thanked her as she left the home, but she had other places to go to, more children and people to heal. She often had a steady stream of work to deal with around here, but she felt that it was her duty to help these people. After all, they had brought her in out of the cold, and although she had no memories, she cared deeply for the people living here.

Arya blinked and turned her head to look at the person talking to her. It took her a moment to recognize him. When she realized who he was, she was a bit shocked. "Oh, um, yes. That would be me. Is there... something I can help you with?" She asked in a soft voice. She had heard of him, he was the Guardian here if she remembered correctly.

I've come to ask a favor of you. Some of the pirates working for me retrieved weapons from Jego being shipped to Korbb. There was a nasty fight during the interception and some of my men were wounded. Could you help with some of the severe injuries? Your countrymen would greatly appreciate it as would their families.