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It had been a few weeks since his run in with the strange Yaeli hybrid who wanted to explore outside the wall. They certainly had spent a while out there in the trees, searching for the place that the kid had been left as a baby. While he had been skeptical about finding anything, he had offered the idea of someone using a scrying ability to possibly see. Pushing his half moon shaped glasses back up his nose, Beowulf exited his dwelling and out into the village pathways.

Adjusting the strap to his large volume of a sketchbook, he headed out to see if he couldn't find Inej. He had asked his teacher in the healing arts if she had that ability. She had told him that her mother did before she passed, but it wasn't as strong with her. But she had been willing to at least give it a try. He figured that it was better then nothing.. Looking around, he wondered where the best spot was the find the kid.

"Likely close to the walls again." Beowulf said to himself, though it was a bit loud and those close at hand would have heard him.

Beowulf walked around the inside of the wall before something caught his attention. Rather a voice had caught his attention, walking over towards the voice and leaned against what they were leaning on and looked down. "Did you get into trouble again?" he asked before moving closer to Inej.

He had grown taller then she was and crouched down a bit as it seemed that she were struggling to wrap a bandage around her hand. Magic did tingle to the surface of his fingers, but he curled his fingers in as to not instantly reach out and heal her hand... Without permission of course.

"Would you like help with that?" he offered after a moment.

Beowulf could only shake his head at the kid. She was always itching to escape the village to hunt for that secret spot. Reaching over he took hold of her hand and the dangling bandage. His hands were warmer then they probably should have been. He eased a bit of healing magic into his hands to wrap into the bandage as he wrapped it around Inej's hand. "Guess you will have to try and be a little more stealthy about it next time." He commented as he tied off the bandage, hoping that the power he had put into it would help quicken the healing a bit.

"Also my teacher has told me that she is willing to try and help you find the spot you are looking for." He said hoping that this would help a little. "Scrying is not her greatest skill, but it is something she is willing to try."

Beowulf remained crouched where he was and just laughed, it was one of those loud laughs that was sure to attract the attention of those that might be near by. "I am about as good as stealthing as a fish on dry land." he commented looking back towards Inej, "I bet I would be caught just as easily. Studying and studying are my strong points."

Beowulf glanced around to make sure that no one had heard him, he was sure that some had paused before just continuing on with their lives. "Everything, huh? Well each path starts with just a single step." He grinned before pulling himself back to a standing position he held a hand out to Inej. "Come on, lets go and see Laurette."

"it'd keep you out of the trouble you are always getting yourself in." Beowulf commented as he started heading towards the healer's hut. It was a well groomed house, clean wall and a roof covered in flowering moss. From the windows anyone could see the herbs hanging in bunches to dry. A mat greeted guests outside to clean the dirt off their shoes before entering. Beowulf stepped up to the door and gave it a knock.

'Coming, coming.' came a voice from within as an older Yaeli opened the door to see who was outside. 'Oh, it is you Beowulf. I didn't think we had any lessons set up for today.' the woman said as she tried to remember.

"No, no. I haven't come for a lesson Laurette, I brought someone who needs a little help." He turned and looked back towards Inej, "Thought you might be able to help her with your skills."

Laurette was dressed in a simple dress with a cowl over her shoulders. She was much older then Beowulf, really he was old enough to be his grandmother. The older Yaeli turned her silver gaze towards Inej, 'Hello m'dear.' She greeted before moving to one side, 'Come in, both of you, might rain soon and I would hate for the both of you to become soaked to the bone.' She gestured before moving away from the door and back to the table where she was mixing herbs together with a grinding wheel. 'So tell me, what can I do you young sprout. Feeling alright?'