Adab Nestad - Autumn of Aphadors

The fair valley of Rivendell, upon whose house the stars of heaven most brightly shone.
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The future, good or ill, was not forgotten, but ceased to have any power over the present. Health and hope grew strong in them, and they were content with each good day as it came, taking pleasure in every meal, and in every word and song. (The Ring Goes South, FOTR)

West of Elrond's Last Homely House, amidst the beauty of flowing rivulets, fair gardens and rich beech woods, Adab Nestad offers a quiet and peaceful retreat for those in need of rest and healing. The elegant stone building was established during the founding of Rivendell.

The healers of Adab Nestad treat all who are injured and afflicted, regardless of race. They welcome patients troubled by injuries of body, spirit, or mind. Minestor Fuin Elda has returned after long years now that Quill has gone to visit family. Cándo is her Tinestor; they honour the Elven healing traditions as the custodians of the ancient hospital.
The Grounds


A large and pillared white stone building with four wings. There are lush, well-tended gardens and an apothecary room (2N) that has been standing since the Second Age.


The Reception Area marks the entrance to Adab Nestad and the North Wing. A sturdy, oak desk in the shape of a half-moon greets all who step through the front arch as they pass a statue of Este, the lady of rest. At the desk sits the receptionist who awaits to check-in patients and assign them to available healers. Visitors will also need to check-in at the desk.

To the left of the Reception Area lie the Archives: a classroom and library where Taidors and Healers of all levels are trained or may do research. To the right of the desk, healers will find the kitchen (11N) and the lounge, where they may relax off-duty or order prepared meals for their patients; visitors may also dine here.

The Northern Wing has 6 Treatment rooms (TR1, TR2, 3, 4, 5, 6) and 5 Recovery Rooms. The South, East and West Wings each contain 2 treatment rooms and 12 Recovery rooms.

Cottages

Surrounded by lovely gardens, sunlit woods, and majestic waterfalls, there are two dozen cottages for healers and guests that need a place to stay.

Becoming a Healer

If your character has experience as a healer in a previous Adab Nestad thread you will be allowed to retain your rank (Aphador, Nestor, Arnestor).

Classes will be held as RPs in this thread similar to the old classes to train new Aphador, Nestor and Arnestor.

Rules
1.) All Plaza rules apply. RP CoC can be read HERE
2.) OOC comments should be posted in the Rivendell Activities thread. HERE
3.) Healers: Please include your rank as well as who you are healing and timeline if applicable. You are welcome to include your rank icon.
4.) Patients: Please RP your entrance into Adab Nestad and register with a receptionist if possible. Please mark your posts with who is healing you and timeline if applicable.
5.) Any ailments are allowed here, from physical injuries, illnesses, and darker ailments – please consider posting Trigger or Content warnings at the top of your post for any sensitive subjects.
6.) Students: Please tag Fuin Elda to requests training and label what lesson you are on.
7.) Please refrain from posting large images or gifs.

The Timeline of the Abad Nestad is fluid (from the foundation of Rivendell to the Fourth Age). While most interactions will happen in 3014, please feel free to be creative with when you are in the house of Healing.
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Ranks and Members of Adab Nestad
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Minestor: Fuin Elda (Revered Grandmother)

Custodian of Adab Nestad.

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Tinestor: Cándo (Moriel)

The Minestor's chief lieutenant; head of the house of healing if the Minestor is absent.


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Taidor - Trainee

Where every healer starts at Adab Nestad.
Uruviel (Rillewen), Nariel Eregwen (Ercassie)

Promotion requirements:

- Completion of Aphador Class, and pass of Aphador Quiz.


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Aphador - Apprentice

Healers who are finished with the basic course will hold this rank and will hone their skills at Adab Nestad with minimal supervision.

Laintaen

Promotion Requirements:

- Treat 3 patients total.
- Complete Nestor Course and pass Nestor Quiz


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Nestor – Healer

Able to tend to all patients without additional supervision; experienced in wound care, herbal remedies, and all foundational methods of Elven healing.

Aigronding, Veowyn, Almarëa

Promotion Requirements:

- Treat 6 patients total.
- Run and finish teaching an Aphador Class.
- Finish the Hirnestor Class and pass the Quiz


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Hirnestor – Master Healer

Master Healers have shown exceptional dedication to the House of Healing and are very knowledgeable about all areas of Elven healing. They will mentor junior healers; perform difficult operations; and help assign patients.

Annamíri (Aig)

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Arahir Nestor - High Master Healer

Lord Elrond – Played by Fuin Elda, Quill

Rank given To Elrond and to former Minestors and Tinestors that have stepped down.



Non-Healer Positions

Head Gardener - Coordinates healers who are planting for promotion and supervises lesser gardeners.

Gardeners (played by anyone) - Those who tend growing flora for the healing house.

Veowyn

Apothecary - Prepares herbal remedies and medicinal elixirs to make sure that elixirs and tinctures are ready when they are needed.

Annamíri (played by Aig).

Receptionists(2) - Answers questions, checks in patients, assigns healers to patients and rooms.
(1) Aewrusca (Aig). (2) Calime (Fuin NPC)


On Hiatus:
Aewrusca, Aigronding and Annamiri (Tharmaras), Quill
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Uruviel and Orotingion
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The Valley was absolutely beautiful, and everywhere the girl looked, it seemed there was something new and exciting to see. Uruviel had never seen so much beauty and splendor all around, and everyone seemed friendly enough and it was a lovely place to live. Yet, she couldn’t help wondering when she’d go back home to her aunt Merilhel in the Greenwood. The forest here was different, and while there were still plenty of nice animals to see, she missed home. Grandfather told her often that this was home now, and that she’d become accustomed to this new life, but she wasn’t sure about that. He wouldn’t let her run off into the forest like aunt Merilhel did, and he insisted she must learn things. She didn’t mind learning things, it was the matter of sitting down and doing it, when the sun was bright and grass green, and birds called to her to come out and play, and the streams beckoned for her to splash in them. But she must study and learn things, grandfather said.

He had informed her most lately that she must learn some basic things about tending to injuries, if she was to have any hope of ever wandering off on her own again. Uruviel, as her grandfather called her, was insistent upon that fact, and she kept trying to put it off, hoping he might give up and say she didn't have to. But he finally won, and so here she came, looking around with wide eyes as he led her, holding onto her small hand, to the place where they were going. She listened as he spoke to someone about training her in basics. He used his elvish, Quenya, and she was still learning that one, so it was a bit hard to follow everything that was said, for she was more used to Sindarin. Spotting some squirrels playing off to the side, she watched them with a smile. If Grandfather hadn't been holding her hand, she might have run off to play with them, and that would have been fun. But he tugged on her hand when she went to step away, and so with a soft sigh, she remained standing beside him, trying her best not to pout at the situation.

"Hello," He greeted the elf in charge politely, as he brought her to the place of healing. "This is my granddaughter, Uruviel. I would like for her to learn a little about tending to injuries," Orotingion explained. "She has been raised thus far by her aunt, in the Greenwood, and never before had any sort of training.. in anything. She always wants to run off and play, and she seems to feel that because she has never had any sort of incidents with injuries, that it will never be so." He sighed, keeping a hold on her hand as the little elleth tried to run off even as he spoke. "She's also never had any sort of discipline, unfortunately, and all she knows is playing in the forest all day without any sort of studies whatsoever." He felt glad that he'd finally convinced the aunt that Uruviel would be better off if he raised her, but it was a bit of a challenge so far. "That said, I hope that her young age will not be an issue. She is capable of paying attention, when she wants to, and I know she can do well if the temptation to go and play is kept from being too strong." He glanced down at her, worried that she would be a nuisance to the healers.

"Uruviel," He spoke to his granddaughter now, "You be a good girl, behave yourself and pay attention to what they will teach you."
"Yes, Grandfather," She held back a sigh. Why must she do all of this before she would be allowed to go and play, she wondered? She had played for many years in the Greenwood and Merilhel never made her do anything like this. It seemed like a silly waste of time, when there were so many more fun things to be doing! Looking up at the new elf, Uruviel was curious, as she had not met this person before, and couldn't decide what they might be like. "Hello." She smiled brightly, hoping perhaps this elf wouldn't be quite so strict as Grandfather.


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Mari Took

A thick swarm of midges and mites continued to be pushed this way and that by the feverish attempts to swat at them from Mari’s pony's tail. She patted his neck and leaned over and kissed him on the back of his head, “I knows Billy-Goat, dem flies really don’t wanna let you go, hunh? Dey sure have been following us for a long time right?” She pulled her scarf off and turned to try to shake it at the swarm, Billy snorted and clomped along.

They had been riding for some time indeed. All the way from the Shire they had come, possibly thousands of times further than she had ever been. Or something like that. Mari wouldn't normally do something so brave or foolish, take your pick, but this was a serious matter, a matter of life and death! So, from the Shire all the way to Rivendell they had come using nothing more than hand drawn maps Mari made while asking directions from strangers. It wasn’t that hard, she thought, just had to stay away from any scary looking animals and make sure ol Billy-Goat was taken of, oh! and that they kept headin east! She sighed a bit though, a momentary break in her almost endless supply of cheerful demeanor. So much so that a small tear rolled down her cheek.
Billy huffed. “Is otay Billy-Goat. We will get to da Elvsies. Dey will know how to fix her.” She swallowed as the tears threatened to break through their barrier, “Dey will know what ta do.”

It didnt take long for Mari to snap back to her cheerful self. Staring at the beautiful, scary waters of the Fords Bruinen as they first passed over it. The tall dense trees and new bird songs distracted her, accompanying them as they followed the trail up into what became the Rivendell Bridge. She hopped off Billy there and from his side opened up a leather satchel and produced from it a withering potted plant. She held it up overhead, as if for it to see where they had come. She danced with it a moment there before tucking it safe back in with whispers of hope.

She led Billy to the stables after a kind elflass pointed them in the right direction and checked him in. Securing the satchel on her back with the plant, she began the final steps of her long journey. She walked past the Spire of Meeting, twirling beneath its magnificent arches. She traced her hand along the porch railing of the Last Homely Home, using her tip-toes to try to peer into the magnificent windows. She made her way west through towering beech trees and beautiful gardens until she stood before the doors of Abad Nestad, her satchel now clutched in both hands before her.
Mari took a deep breath, carefully tucked the satchel under one arm, and began to open the large door with all her strength. But, to her surprise it opened rather easily and inside behind a nearby desk, two pleasant faces seemed to be waiting to greet her. She walked up to the desk, unable to see them over it, pulled out her plant and raised it over her head.

“‘Scuse me, Dis here is only thing Mari has left from her momma. Everything else was lost in a fire and dis was only thing dey found in da house dat wasn’t burnt to crisps.” She sniffled, but kept it held about her head. “Mari’s kept it alive for like 10 years or somethin, and every year in da spring it would have lots of pretty white flowers. But dis year… dis year der weren't as many and dey.. Well dey don’t look so good ya see?” She spun the pot now, like a display case. “So Mari came all dis way to see if you can help her saves it. Mari talked to gaffers and all kinds a plant people but dey dont listen to Mari. Mari has to save DIS plant... Maris tried other pots, given it bugs, taken away bugs, tried different dirts… Mari just not know and … and Mari gotta saves it...“

It spun before the receptionists, two little hands could be seen keeping it aloft. A few weak flowers sat solitarily on top, above buttercup like leaves that were darker and darker still on their underside. They seemed to have 6 to 8 white petals with a yellow center, many stamen rested underneath like weeds. It didn’t look great, but it most certainly wasn’t dead either.


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The Lord of Imladris had heard his friend was bringing in his granddaughter to learn to heal, something the half elf approved of though he knew less about the young woman than he knew about his friend. He was sitting relaxing in the garden itself enjoying the birds and the rustling of the plants and the scent of fresh herbs that surrounded him as he thought of Celebrian and her beauty. Since the beginning of the Third Age he had known peace for many years and the need for healers was much less than it had been when he had founded the refuge of Rivendell so the thought of training new healers was not something that he had overly worried about but he would certainly not deny someone the chance to learn how to heal.

He opened his eyes and smiled at the warmth of the day and headed to see if it was his friend Orotingion was the person that was walking into the garden. Indeed it was and he smiled as the child that was with him, for indeed she was quite young looked more interested in chasing a squirrel in the garden only to be held in place by her grandfather. he listened and nodded, he wasn't sure that there was anything wrong with someone that was young outside of a time of war prefering to run and explore than learn stuffy lessons, when they had all the time they could ever need to learn such a things later "Don't worry." Elrond said with a calm soothing tone more for Orotingion "We will make sure that she learns what she need." With that he offered his hand to the elfling. "Hello little one, let's head further into the garden and we will start learning about some useful plants for healing."

He gave Orotingion a nod letting him know that he would take it from here. Once her grandfather was gone Elrond lead her to one of the fountains that had several herbs and flowers including Niphredil that had been brought by Galadriel and his beautiful Celebrian when they had been here, and Athelas growing around it that were beautiful "So Taidor Uruviel, my name is Elrond Half-Elven and we're going to teach you to do some basic healing. "Do you know these plants that are growing around the fountain?"


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Entrance of the Abad Nestad with Mari

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Calime and quit speaking with the other receptionist when she saw a young hobbit coming into the House of healing and sent the other receptionist to fetch Fuin Elda who was nearby. The receptionist blinked though when the hobbit slid a plant that was.... very ill onto the desk. She frowned at this, "We normally only heal people... occasionally animals if they need it... I don't think--"

"It's alright Calime," Fuin said interrupting the receptionist, "We aren't terribly busy at the moment so healing a plant is good, besides it is good to be able to heal all of Yavannas creations." Fuin reacged to take the potted plant while looking at the plant carefully. Listening to Mari stating everything that she had done and what had happened to this plant so far. Indeed it did look poorly but it was still clinging on desperately to life.

"Alright Mari lets take your plant into our healing gardens and see if we can help your poor little plant do better." Fuins first thoughts were perhaps that there were spider mites, a fertilizer deficiency that the plant was finally suffering after going through such stress as a fire. Fuins first thoughts were to give the plant a good washing and getting its roots nice and spread out and set into new fresh soil and see if that would help it. Fuin of course wondered how the plant had been transported so far, did the hobbit lass carry it the whole way?

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Mari Took
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Mari watched as one receptionist left to fetch someone and then stared at her toes as the other began to tell her what she had been fearing this entire time. But then, as if a new light had entered the room, Mari blinked and rubbed her eyes, listening in disbelief as someone told her that they could help. She shook her head to get her eyes working again, snatched up the empty satchel she had used to carry the plant all this way, and then followed closely behind, re-explaining what all she had done to try to help the plant thus far. Each time the person would flip a leaf or examine it, Mari would peek and try to see what they were doing with deep interest, going as far to even pull on their dress in an effort to lean closer and see.

As they walked into the garden, Mari took in all the beautiful flowers with mouth agape. Her tiny hands moving and waving in the air as if they had minds of their own, unable to control her excitement, they would occasionally twisted and tugged on the corners of her dress, trying to keep to themselves. Her mothers plant was the only one she had ever seen like it, making it seem extraordinarily special to Mari, but here were all kinds of different plants she had never imagined, some so pretty she had to tear herself away to not lose Fuin.


“Mari definitely made da right choice coming here….” She said to herself as she hurried to catch up. “Sorry, Mari never seen any’ting like this place! Seen a lot tings for da first time coming here, but dis is definitely her favorites…” She mused as she got back on Fuins heels. For a moment she couldn't help but think of all her other plants back home. They weren't doing so well either but, they didn't matter nearly as much as this one. She shrugged it off to worry about another day, one of her cousins would surely see to it or something. Plus, only this plant was her mommas... The rest she had dug up from the swamp and other places when she found them out looking for mushrooms…
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Finally having her hand released by her worried grandfather, Uruviel watched him leave. She couldn't understand why he was so worried about everything, but was quite pleased that his friend seemed quite nice. And not so worrisome. She skipped along beside him, happily running over to the pretty fountain once it came into view. Luckily it was where they were heading, so she didn't have to be pulled away from it. She peered down into the water, wondering if there were any fish, and then climbed up onto it, balancing easily as she walked around and around the edge of the fountain. She could listen while having fun, right?

Smiling even more as he told her his name and asked a question, (and in the language she knew!) Uruviel paused to look down at what flowers he had asked about. "Moonstar flowers," She answered, the name her aunt Merilhel had told her, a long time ago when she quite little and first came across them. She remembered bringing a handful of the pretty white flowers to her aunt, and placing them into her hair as if it were a crown. "They're very pretty!" She had feared that everyone here would be like grandfather, and only use the other elvish which she hardly knew, and it was quite a relief to know she could speak more easily with some here, at least.
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Fuin was looking at the plant closely though she occassionally did glance back at Mari who looked to be in utter amazement at the garden that opened before her mostly because Fuin knew her strides would have the poor little hobbit lass absolutely sprinting to keep up with her if she walked to swiftly at one point the hobbit actually pulled on her robe to try to see what she was doing and she lowered her arms so that the plant was closer to the hobbits eye level and showed her what she was looking at with the leaves gently moving them to look under them and down to the stem. "I want to see if there are spider mites, itty bitty creatures that will kill plants if they get a chance even if they don't mean to." Fuin said softly leading her to bench by a fountain.

She patted the bench while looking at Mari who had said this was her favourite thing that she had seen so far in coming here. Fuin sat down and held the plant gently inverting it so that she could pull the pot off of its roots and expose them and look and see what was happening there. She set the pot down carefully, "So this was your mommas plant Mari?" Fuin asked as she gently worked the soil away from the roots, which were a bit of a tangled mess and some of the soil was hard so Fuin had to work carefully not wanting to stress the plant too much she dipped it into the fountains water which was warm and fresh both to keep the plant from going into shock and to help loosen up the soil. "Do you know where she got it? I've never seen this plant West of the Misty Mountains before."


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@Rillewen

He let her hand go as she ran off to the fountain happy that that was where she headed. He sat on the edge of the fountain as she balanced on it walking around and having fun. He smiled his hands folded on his lap as he watched her looking into the fountain. He waited patiently for her to answer him on the flowers. Moonstar Flowers. He'd not heard that in a while but nodded "Yes Moonstar Flowers, those are called Niphredil." He said plucking one of the flowers and holding it out to the child to come and get. "The other is called Athelas." he said plucking a few of the leaves crushing them in his fingers releasing a sweet fragrant smell that was uplifting.

"Did your aunt ever tell you what they were good for?" He asked taking a smell of the crushed Athelas "As they both have medical properties though you will likely only be using one of them I should hope any time soon." He smiled he assumed she had not with how she said they were pretty. Indeed they were. "Nipredil can be soaked in wine for days, making it so that the wine has the oils from the flower relieves pain when you drink it though you don't need a lot only a few drops in most cases, or you can put it on the wounds directly." He said with a smile.

"What do you think Athelas is used for?" He asked.

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”Come visit Imladris” she said ,“you’ll have so much fun” she said, “also here’s a knife, have fun!” she said

To be fair to Fuin, she had been right. Imladris was quite a sight, you betcha. It was nothing like her home, Mithlond. It was so full of greens and reds and yellows and oranges. Her home was all blue and purple and violet. Bar-in-Gonagwelu was cold, slate iron and silver. Imladris was full of life! Once she’d gotten over her giggle fit (how embarrassing in front of Fuin!) she went straight to the libraries. Where else would Yoshiyo go? She forwent candles (she was not going to have another accident) and once the sun went down, she went out on a dais and watched the stars wheel overhead. They were the same stars as she saw in Lindon but they were warmer here in the Hidden Valley. It was delightful. She fell asleep outside (a growing habit of hers after all her time in Rohan) yet still woke refreshed and giddy with excitement. Today, she was supposed to go visit the forge. Fuin was going to give her the grand tour and Yoshiyo was going to write half a book by the end of said tour. Supposed to. Being the Master of the Forge had its privileges, but it also had its drawbacks. Fuin had been called away for something or another and so was forced to postpone Yoshiyo’s tour. In and of itself that wasn’t much of a problem. There was still the library! You betcha!

That’s when it had happened. She was reading “An Ent’s Journey Across Beleriand” by some bloke named Númenyraumion when she nodded off a bit. It was bound to happen. As interested as she was in the story, ents do tend to drone on and on about things. Their tangents have tangents and then give way to more tangents. She remembered yawning, pulling out the knife Fuin and given her several months back now, and trying to do one of those tricks where the yielder flips the blade between their fingers. Despite nominally have slender elven fingers with the deftness ingrained in her blood, Yoshiyo failed a dozen times, the knife clattered against the quiet stone floor half of those attempts. She had been sure that she’d be kicked out for causing a ruckus. When no stern, humorless faces appeared to point fingers at her and tell her to get out she figured she was safe. She was still bored, however. The ent was composing sonnets for leaves he met along the River Gelion in Ossiriand. Each leaf got a sonnet. Each leaf.

Naturally, with the knife still out of its sheath, Yoshiyo began to fiddle with it. She found a small length of rope in her backpack and absently began to saw at it with the knife. Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and back and… Ow. OW. Ow ow ow ow.

It took her a moment to realize what had happened. The knife had slipped out of the groove she’d made and promptly angled toward her thumb like a ravening wolf (Yoshiyo didn’t need to think about any more wolves, thank you very much). The blood was immediate, red, and fast. Several drops sprayed the pages of the book before she even realized what had happened. She yelped! She grabbed her finger and when that inevitably did not stop the flow of blood, she yelped again. She found the nearly cloth she could and wrapped her thumb as tightly as she could. There was a crimson bloom coming out of the pristine white cloth before long. “Owwwwww! Oh that smarts!”

She was going to have to go the healers. She hated it, but there it was. That is, if she didn’t die of blood loss before then!

She ran to Adab Nestor, the closest thing Imladris had to the Valetudinarium Majorum of Mithlond. She made it before the blood loss took away her powers of speech… sort of.

“Oh hey there! I’m ah, I’m Yoshiyo, and I, oh you wouldn’t believe it, I think I might have cut my thumb off and no mistake. Oh boy it hurts like the dickens. Any chance there’s a doctor or surgeon nearby that’s good at reattaching limbs?”


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The flowers were very pretty, and Uruviel wasted no time in following the edge of the fountain back to Elrond, and accepted the flower he held out. She twirled the flower by the stem, trying to remember what all her aunt had told her about it. “Aunt Merilhel never said much about these,” She frowned, wondering what sort of mysteries had been withheld from her. “Only that they grew in the forest on their own, and that I ought not pick too many when I found them, because it’s best to leave them where they are.” She paused, then added, “She was pleased that I had brought her some though. She planted them so they would grow near home.” She wondered now, if her aunt had some secret reason for wanting the flowers to grow nearby, and listened as he explained about the oils. “Ohhh. That’s why she wanted the moonstar flowers to grow near!” She smiled, pleased at having solved this new mystery which she’d never wondered about until just now, then watched Elrond pick leaves off of another flower.

The aroma that filled the air was one which Uruviel had not ever smelled before. She hopped down from the fountain and sniffed at the leaves Elrond had crumbled, and smiled. “That smells nice.” She shook her head a bit at the question. “I haven’t ever seen that one before.” She told him, tilting her head as she studied the flower, trying to form some guess in her mind as to what it might be useful for. “Is it for when you’re very tired?” She wondered, trying to imagine what sort of things that nice smell might help. If she was very tired, she’d like to have a nice smell like that to help her get un-tired so she could play some more. Or perhaps help her to rest peacefully so that she could then get un-tired.

Climbing back up onto the fountain’s edge while she waited for an answer, she looked around the pretty garden, imagining she was much taller, and then wondered whether she could climb one of those trees over there. Just then she remembered her friend who had been tucked carefully away in her pocket. Actually she only remembered him when he stirred, perhaps waking from a nap, and wriggled his way out. She was surprised as the little chipmunk raced up her side and perched on her shoulder, then hopped onto the top of her head, squeaking. Giggling, she reached up to try and gather him into her hands, but instead, he was in a mood for having fun. He leapt from her head onto Elrond’s shoulder, then raced along to his other shoulder, while Uruviel giggled. “Come back, I have a nice treat for you!” She tried enticing the chipmunk, holding out an acorn in her palm.
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Calime jumped up hearing that someone needed a limb reattached "I'll get Master Elrond right away, lets get you into a treatment room quickly." She rushed around the reception desk she looked the woman over and noticed that there was no limb actually detached, but there was a good bit of blood coming from her one hand so perhaps a finger? Elrond would still be the best for this as Minestor Fuin was busy and not in the Abad Nestad today. She sat the young elleth down on a bed and gave her a fresh bunch clean white bunch of gauze as the cloth that the woman was holding was already "Hold that and I'll get Master Elrond right now." With that the receptionist slipped out of the room and into the lounge where Elrond was sitting drinking some tea.

The Lord of Imladris quickly headed to the treatment room that he was told and soon found the Valleys guest from Mithlond, and the amount of blood that was staining the cloth that appeared to be wrapped around her thumb. "Oh my dear, it looks like you've cut yourself pretty badly." He opened a cupboard and pulled out niphredil and put a couple drops in a cup of water and held it out to the young scholar. "Drink this, it will help numb the pain and then we'll take a look at your hand and see just how bad your cut." He smiled gently.

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Elrond smiled and nodded "Likely yes. And she was smart to plant them near her but make sure there was enough left in the wilds." He dropped the crushed leaves in the fountains water filling the entire garden with the scent.

"Yes it would work very well for that, though it is a bit more powerful than needed for that. It is for healing dark wounds that hurt ones spirit." Elrond said softly, "It is normally reserved for Master healers to use because it does not work so well on its own, it needs more to truly heal someone spirit when it's broken, but it is good to know what it is and what it can do in an emergency even and aphador can make sure a lost soul can hold on." He said watching her play with a chipmunk that jumped from her to him and ran about on his shoulders a smile on his face. Indeed this was one of the funnest lessons he'd ever had with a Taidor. Most of the time they were adults and they were quite boring this was much more fun.

"Do you think you could find me a sun-star flower or Elanor in the garden with the help of our little friend here?" He asked reaching up and giving the chipmunk a pat under the chin with a finger before it scurried towards the young elfling to grab the acorn.

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The information about the athelas was rather curious, though she didn't fully understand about it at the time. She tilted her head, considering that, and thinking back a bit. She wished she'd had some of that to give to her father when she was much littler, and he used to be sad all the time. But he was gone now. Maybe her aunt would like some, for she seemed sad a lot. And so did her grandfather, now that she thought about it, though she wasn't sure if that was exactly what Elrond was meaning.

Before she had a chance to ask about that, Uruviel giggled as the chipmunk returned to her shoulder, and gave him the acorn happily. "Oh yes, let's find some sun-star flowers!" She told her furry friend, excited for a sort of adventure. She hopped down from the fountain and looked around, searching for the lovely gold flowers she had seen in her aunt's garden in times past. The chipmunk squeaked and climbed up onto her head, clutching at her hair as she ran off to where she had spotted the flowers. Happily, she waved to Elrond. "Here it is!" She waited for him to return, then posed the question she'd wanted to ask before. "Do you think my grandfather should have some that other leaf, that heals one's spirits? He seems awfully sad at times, but I don't know why."
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Elrond watched as Uruviel as she ran to go and find the sun-star flowers. He stood up and followed her glancing around to see what other herbs were about that she could learn the elven herbs which would make her grandfather happy, he'd also teach her a few common herbs that she'd be able to sue but the elven herbs he had no doubt is what her grandfather wanted her to learn first. When she waved that she'd found it he smile. "Good!" He said and took a few more steps over to where she was.

Her question caught Elrond a bit off guard. "No, your grandfather does not need that other leaf at least not anymore. He just needs." Elrond tipped his head to the side and pressed his lips together. "Time. Though I do watch to make sure he does not get too sad. If he does I'll certainly use some of the Athelas that I showed you." He said and looked at the beautiful golden Elanor flowers.

"So this flower is like Niphredil it needs to have it's oils extracted to be useful - but where Niphredil helps with pain, this one helps with poisons and infections." Elrond explained, "so if you eat something bad that is going to make you very sick a few drops of elanor oil in some water. or if you get an infected cut you can put some on the cut." Elrond said with a smile. "So Taidor Uruviel we've covered three plants that do specific things what do you think else we need to make sure we can do with plants in terms of healing?"

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Uruviel looked up at Elrond, wondering what he meant about needing time. But she nodded, glad to hear that he didn't need the healing qualities of the athelas leaf. "How do you extract oil out of a flower?" She wondered, looking curiously at the pretty yellow flowers. It didn't look oily to her, and she was a bit confused how that would work. It seemed like a rather strange thing, getting oil from a flower. She thought about the sort of oil her aunt used for cooking, and tried to imagine it coming out of a flower.

Watching as her chipmunk took off to race up a tree, she was a tiny bit sad but figured it was alright, he'd come back if he wanted to, and she had plenty of other animal friends to play with, if he didn't. "I don't know," She turned back to Elrond, thinking on his question. "Maybe berries?" She suggested, hoping the answer might be right. "I know some of them can be bad, but maybe there's good ones too?" She wondered, having learned little about berries except which were safe to eat, and which to avoid.

"And," She added as an afterthought, "Perhaps there's some leaves that you can put on a cut?" She suggested, knowing little about such things, but once she'd gotten a scrap after falling out of a tree when she was little, and had put some leaves on it to try and make a bandage, as she'd had nothing else, and thought it had worked well enough. "Or maybe..." She paused, trying to think of something else. "Roots? Or bark? Nuts!" She made guesses, hoping perhaps if she listed enough different parts of the plants that something was sure to be correct.
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Mari couldn't help but release an impressed "Ooh" as she was shown the delicate underside of the plant. She then curled her spine and expressed disgust at the mention of "Spider Bites", having misheard Fuin, something Mari was known to do often. As Fuin removed it from the pot Mari winced in reflex, not favoring the sight of it so exposed. Calm relief washed over her though as Fuin carefully dipped the plant into the fountains waters and a smile once more graced Mari's cherubic face. However, brief it lingered, shriveled once more at the mention of her mother. "Oh." She said softly. "Well..." She cleared her throat and began, "Mari's momma died when Mari was really youngs, or somethings... Mari neber got to ask her where dey came froms.. Momma was a Took and Grandma Ada and Mari's Aunts said she would go away a lots. One day Mari showed up outside Grandmas door.. and stayed wiff her eber since and momma neber came home. So Mari was raised by Grandma and her aunties." For a moment she seemed out of her funk and her cheerful demeanor once more returned, but yet again it faltered. "Mari's momma e'ben left hers a house back in Hobbiton. It wasn't much, but was real nice and was all Mari's. Full of flowers from all ober! Gaffers used ta come and say, "Oh Mari! You must have the mostest types of flowers in da Shire!" She paused, her eyes emitting small tears, transfixed on the plant in the water as she spoke, "But one summer, Mari was in Buckland seeing some cousins, and der was a fire back home... someone ran in and grabbed dis plant before da rest all burnt ta crisps." She sniffled, closed her eyes, and regained her resolve, she hadn't come all this way to cry in front of people! With a determined sigh, she looked back up to Fuin with all the hope of the world in her small little eyes, "Dat's all Mari really knows.. Oh! And maybe dat its from place called Rohans, Mari not really know where dat is... or if dat was eben dis plant."
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Elrond gave a small smile and chuckle as the child asked how one got oil from a flower. "Well it take a lot of flowers and a lot of patience and work to simmer them until they release their oils" Elrond said softly and walked through the garden a bit until they got to an old oak tree that stood near the fountain it's leaves a golden orange tone. "You don't need to know how to make the oil as an Aphador, we have plenty of it here but in the future when you're older you can come and learn that if you'd like." Elrond said with a smile.

"As for a leaf to help with bleeding - You would not be wrong but it takes two leaves." Elrond said patting the oak tree. "We take oak leaves and mallorn leaves that we get brought from Lothlorien and we grind them up really fine with water until it makes a paste." Elrond said picking up a few of the oak leaves. "We can put the paste in a thin fabric and press that against the wound so that the bleeding will stop so that the wound can be treated, has your Grandfather ever told you stories from the first age about Turin Turambar and Amon Rudh?"


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Fuin listened carefully to Mari as she spoke and nodded her mother being a Took made sense to her, Tooks were definitely the sort to go for adventures. "Yes it is from Rohan, I am quite certain of that." She said softly finishing getting the hard dirt out of the roots before gently washing the leaves and flowers themselves with her fingers making sure that there were no gnats or mites on the plant at all. "It's alright Mari, I am sorry your home burned - I've heard of the old Gaffers of Hobbiton, they are quite a group to impress with the flowers you have perhaps if we can get this plant healthy it can be joined by new flowers."

Fuin pulled the plant from the fountain and gently set it in it's pot. "The roots were a bit bound up, I've gotten them loosened up and spread out but I think that when you get home you should plant it in the ground so it's roots can spread out. It may spread so you will want to make sure it's a small bed, that way it's roots can go down deep but you won't end up with it everywhere including in your own potatoes." Fuin said and began gently moving soft loose black dirt into the pot around the plants roots "We will let it sit in the garden for a day or two make sure that it is going to be healthy now until you get it home, and then if it's healthy and happy we'll get it packed up nicely so that you can travel back home if you like." Fuin said gently patting the dirt down before pouring a bit of water into the pot with the plant so that it wouldn't get wilty looking from being repotted.

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Surprised, Uruviel looked at Elrond with wide eyes. "You mush it up?" She asked, surprised. "I used a leaf once for a cut, but I just put it over it, like a bandage." she told him, curious about how such a thing could work. "Wouldn't it fall off?" She wondered, then understood as he mentioned using a cloth to hold it on. "Ohhh, I didn't have anything like that. I only had some string to tie the leaf on with." she explained, wondering whether it would have worked better to do it like he said. But string didn't seem like it would have held the pasty-pulp stuff of a mushed up leaf. "Are there mallorn trees in the Greenwood?" She wondered, trying to think if she had seen one of those before. She knew plenty of other trees, oaks and maples and beeches and sycamores, but that one sounded unfamiliar to her. Though, she may have seen one before and not known what it was called. Such things did happen sometimes, but usually she would carry a leaf and bit of bark home with her and ask her aunt what it was called, when she came across a tree she didn't know. Maybe they were there and she just didn't come across one?

Curious about what stories he meant, Uruviel shook her head. "No. He hasn't told me any stories. Maybe he will later?" She hadn't really been with her grandfather for very long, maybe he hadn't gotten a chance to tell her. "My aunt's told me stories a lot, but not from that long ago. I don't think she was here then." She paused, looking up at the oak tree and wondered if it would upset him if she climbed it. it had lots of nice branches and she watched her chipmunk friend get into a quarrel with a couple of squirrels over an acorn, then they apparently settled the argument and went their separate ways. She grinned, and then turned her attention back to Elrond, then asked, "Who are Turin and Amon?" With any luck, she might get to hear an interesting story!
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The slow sinews of time had revised the world some several times over since first she had come upon Adab Nestad. and yet it seemed the stone here showed no bite of consequent decay or tarnish. Neither did Nariel, at that, for gladly she was come unto the home of healing not in need of treatment, but in want of training. She had taken such steps of course on more than one occasion before, but found that chance removed either herself or her instructor or the both, in efforts so far. This would be the third time that she sought to commence a medical career, and apparently folk said the third time was the charm. At least she found her way to the entrance easy enough. Might be she would even recollect other important information from her past visits, or simply past experience.

She had found herself this morning at rather a quandary on how to prepare for just such an occasion. Not the bringing of supplies, for certain she assumed the healing house here would be well stocked. But how ought one possibly manage to appear both suitably respectful and realistic all at once ? Her titian alone tresses had taken a good portion of time, in order to tame from wispy crimson nebula to the current heavy swing of a long braid, interwoven with green velvet bonds. She had chosen a deep velvet rose of a gown, which stood out in contrast to her usual olive garb, for it would be far more easy to remove blood stains from cloth of similar a shade. Or such had been her thinking. It might even have been exactly what she had worn the last time she’d set upon healer training, for certain she could not conceive of any better option.

Even now she danced up the front steps in her least pointed shoes, in far too whimsical a mood to recall her actual age, rather than resemble that of her children. The spirit of the valley had been evoked inside of her and Nariel was keen to make fair use of her time while her husband was busy with his valley contacts. Iggy the Dwarf was babysitting the twins, while Mauya and Girithniel had been ordered to take some time off and actually enjoy themselves. Quite what that pair might get up to she had no idea, but they would at least all have exciting tales to tell at dinner this night !

Finally, she was come, third time lucky. What was the title again ? Ah yes, taidor.

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"Yes you mush it up though the leaves have to be dry first, otherwise they won't grind properly as they need to be very finely ground." Elrond said with a chuckle. "And there are certain leaves that you can use that way but not a lot of them, and Mallorn trees only grow in one forest in Middle-earth. We get them from Lothlorien and the Lady Galadriel, they are a golden three pointed leaf when they fall in the autumn. We have a bunch of them in the apothecary we'll go and practice making the ground up poultice later."

He doubted that her grandfather would tell her much of Turin perhaps her mother might? "No I don't suppose she would be, I wasn't even alive when Turin was around." Elrond said looking up at the tree. "Turin was a man that was alive in the first age, he was a hero that killed a terrible dragon. Amon Rudh is a place though not a person, now long drown under the sundering sea. Upon it grew a flower name seregon and aeglos also though seregon is one that we have use for it helps those that have lost blood and need to regain their strength, it helps speed the return of strength faster than if they did not have it though it still takes time to heal from the worst wounds." Elrond said. "Can you guess from it's name what Seregon looks like and perhaps find it in this garden?" This of course was the last of the basic elven herbs to be learned by an aphador, he would d teach her some more herbs later but he knew full well that her grandfather wanted her to learn more than what herbs were good for.



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Calime frowned seeing Nariel she was certain she'd seen her here before she tapped her nose and realized where she'd seen here before. "Taidor for Aphapdor training?" She asked seeing that the woman wasn't wounded, though perhaps the gown she was wearing hid some wound with it's colour she was not walking with any limp or clutching at any part of her that might make the receptionist think she needed healing. The dancing that Calime saw of her dancing up the stairs made her fairly certain she was right on her assessment that this was a Taidor.

Her words seemed to summon Fuin from the healers lounge and Fuin could not help but smile at the exuberance of the elleth before her. She stood a half smirk on her face "Welcome, is our receptionist right that you are here for Aphador training?"

Once she had her answer she motioned for her to come along. "My name is Fuin and we'll get you started on your training in the Gardens learning the elven herbs first and then some basic other herbs that you'll need to use as an aphador." She said slipping past the receptionists desk and into the Gardens that were lush and green even as fall was coming upon the valley.

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"Dry like they get in autumn?" She guessed, smiling. "That makes sense. They crumble up easier, that way." She thought for a moment. "Shouldn't it still work though, if the leaves aren't dry? Then, you could just mush them up and they'd have sap or whatever to make them mushy instead of adding water." She pointed out. "You know, in case of emergency." It made sense to her, anyway.

"Ohh those sound very pretty," She added, upon hearing about the mallorn leaves. "I want to see some!" She bounced a little in excitement about the idea of getting to see them later. Maybe this training thing wasn't so bad, it might even turn out to be rather fun and plus, then she could run around and play as much as she wanted, since her grandfather said she couldn't play until she'd learned all of this stuff. With any luck, she would be finished with this learning thing by the end of the day and then that would be all she'd have to do.

Uruviel listened with great interest as Elrond told her about Turin, and the place. Her eyes grew big. "He killed a dragon?" She asked, amazed. "What did it look like? Was it very big? How did he kill it?" She asked eagerly, wanting to hear more about this story. She wondered if that had been scary, and tried to imagine what a dragon might be like. It seemed like something that would probably end up in her playtime games. Perhaps she would slay a dragon later this afternoon. Thinking about that nearly caused her to miss the next thing he was saying, and she turned back from staring off at some distant flowers, imagining up what her dragon would look like. "Seregon?" She repeated, thinking about that question a moment. "Is it red, like blood?" She guessed, as she couldn't think of any other sort of description that name would have come from. Gazing around the garden, she wandered around until she located some plant that looked like it might be the one she wanted. "Is this it?" She asked, running over to inspect it closer.
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Elrond nodded. "They don't grind nearly as well and the medicine in them is stronger when they are about to fall for winter." Elrond said with a smile, but in an emergency yes they will still work it just takes longer. And don't worry we're going to show you them a bit later, since your grandfather would be very upset with me sadly if all we did was sit in the garden and talk about herbs." Elrond said with a smile.

"Yes he killed a dragon, it was quite large, Glaurung the father of dragons was the beasts name and he was a terrible wicked creature that all wyrms have come from." Elrond said with a nod, "Sadly Turin didn't survive killing the dragon either but he saved his entire village with his bravery." There was of course far more to the story than that but she was young still and did not need to know those details. "However it's thanks to him and Beleg Strongbow a good friend of Turin that we have Seregon to this day and that we know it helps restore those that have had severe bloodloss."

She did pick out that seregon was red like blood but she ran over to the first red flower she saw. "Alas that one is Salvia not Seregon but good catch that it is a red flower you are looking for." Elrond said walking up to her. "This plant is for alertness and memory, as well as for stomach and digestion issues but you should be careful if you take to much of it - it can make you extremely ill." Elrond said calmly. "It has more flowers to it than Salvia, and is a tough plant for it grew on a hard rocky crag, he said walking to another portion of the garden and motioning to a small tough plant that had needly looking leaves and lots of tiny red flowers that looked even more like blood than Salvia.

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"Oh, that's sad," Uruviel commented as she heard about Turin had died defeating the dragon. "At least he killed it though. He must have been very brave. How did he kill it?" She asked, wide-eyed, and far more interested in hearing about dragons and battles and things than about flowers. But she had to learn this stuff, so she tried her best to pay attention. The mention of Beleg Strongbow and Turin being to thank for the seregon brought forth many more questions. "Why are they to thank?" She asked, tagging along as he led her to the other part of the garden. She was only slightly disappointed that she had picked the wrong plant, for that apparently meant more exploring of this lovely garden!

She looked with great intrigue at the dark red Seregon, wondering how it could do anything to help someone. "It's very pretty." She decided, and looked up. "How does it work? And how do you know how much of that other one to eat, without it being too much?" She frowned. This was all a lot to remember, and it seemed like there would be a lot more to come after. Another question occurred to her and she pointed to the seregon. "What part of this one are you supposed to use? Do you eat it? Or put it on the wound, so it stops you from bleeding?" She wondered, curious how this plant worked.
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"Yes it is sad, but he killed it by hiding in a river gorge the dragon was going to cross, and then plunging his sword into the creatures belly as it jumped and sliced it wide open." Elrond said plucking a flower off of the seregon plant that they'd found. Indeed it was a deeper red than the Salvia and smiled. "Turin and his men brought it down from the Amon Rudh after using it to heal some off their wounds and it spread when people knew what it could be used for." Elrond said with a smile. "If they'd not, then it would have drown with the changing off the world when Beleriand sank years ago now." Elrond said gently. Her next question was a very sensible one.

"You boil its flower and leaves in water and drink it as a tea, so it is very easy to use, but it doesn't stop you from bleeding this one just helps you regain your strength if you've been bleeding. It's part of Miruvor, the cordial of Imladris that makes you feel better and stronger, though you can eat the flowers in a pinch if your really in trouble." Elrond said, "You don't want to be in that much trouble ever though I'm sure, shall we go to the apothecary and you can see some of those mallorn leaves and learn how to grind them up and what the other tintures and herbs look like dried?"

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The story about Turin was quite interesting, and Uruviel's eyes widened as she imagined hiding in a river, waiting for a big scary dragon to pass over, and then stabbing it. She wondered how long he'd had to wait in the river, and then, she guessed the dragon must have fallen on him and crushed him. Poor guy, she thought, but how wonderful that he'd been so brave as to do that to save others.

She looked at the pretty red flower, smiling. "It's very pretty. I'm glad it didn't drown." She had heard very little about that tale, but knew enough not to need to ask what he meant, and so she continued wondering about the dragon instead. It was far more exciting of a tale, she thought. Just as she was about to ask to hear more about it, Elrond suggested they go and see the mallorn leaves, and she smiled brightly. "Yes! I'd like that very much!" She bounced eagerly, excited to see these unfamiliar leaves. Perhaps one day, she would get to see them in person, and then she would recognize them. Excitedly, she bounced along with Elrond on the way to go and see the leaves.
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Glad that for the moment at least she was excited to go and see Mallorn leaves and the rest of the apothecary he motioned for her to follow. It did mean they'd have to leave the garden which he was certain the child wouldn't be to pleased with that but he figured that the beautiful little vials and the bunches of drying herbs hanging from the ceiling and the jars of tinctures and salves and everything else would likely be interesting enough for her for a short while.

He opened the door and the fragrant smell of dried herbs fought with the scent of earth and rain and fresh flowers in the gardens themselves. He swept his hand into the room inviting her to bounce along inside given her energy. The room itself was small, only big enough for at most 6 people to work cramped in amongst the shelves that lined every wall and the table that sat in the center.

That table had several stone bowls - mortars - with pestles of various sizes to allow for the mixing of herbs in various quantities. and stools for healers to sit as well as strange shaped glass vials over small burners with long slanted or swirling spouts for making tinctures and oils. Elrond led her over to a massive shelf that was filled with dried herbs and smiled. "You remember what I told you mallorn leaves look like. Can you find those and oak leaves then we can start grinding them up and you'll have helped prepare some medicine that will be stored in here for healers to use on patients."

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Skipping alongside Elrond, Uruviel looked around at everything as they passed. When they entered the little room, she paused to look around curiously before wandering in, peering at the strange-looking devices all over the place. She stood on tiptoe to see a strange glass with swirly parts twisting off into the air, wondering what those could possibly be for. She suddenly had a million questions, but was distracted by Elrond asking her a question. She turned back to him, nodding. "Yes." she smiled and bounced over to look for the leaves. Oak leaves were easy, she pointed those out right away. The mallorn leaves were an unfamiliar one to her though, and she looked over all of them for a moment before pointing out the golden leaves, wondering what they'd look like when they were not dried. "Those are so pretty!" She smiled.

And now she got to actually make some stuff to help heal people! She hadn't expected to get to actually make something today. She grinned and took a few of the leaves. "How many do I need?" She asked, waiting for an answer before taking out that many of each leaf, then looked back at him for further instruction before climbing up onto one of the stools, and placed the leaves into the nearest mortar. "So I just.. crush them up til they're very, very fine?" She asked, checking with him before she started to work on doing just that.

It seemed to take forever, and she was losing interest, but she was also determined to get it into as fine a powder as she possibly could. She switched hands when one got tired, and kept grinding the pestle around to turn the leaves into a powder, until he told her it was fine enough. "Did I do well?" She asked, smiling. "What now? Do I get to mix it with anything, or.. what happens to it now?" she tilted her head, curious about this whole process. Not that she wanted to spend every day here, but it wasn't as dull and boring as she had anticipated, and it wouldn't be so terrible to come back now and then to learn a bit more, if grandfather said he wanted her to.
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He nodded as she picked out the mallorn leaves. "We'll be only doing three of each the mixture is equal parts of oak and mallorn leaves." He said and nodded as she asked if her next step was to crush them up. He nodded and watched her, pointing out the little bits that were not quite smooth enough until finally she did get it absolutely powdered.

"You did excellent." He said with a smile as he asked if she did well and what now. He could hear someone coming into the House of healing and her grandfather asking where she was. "We will put it away with the other prepped mallorn and oak, as your grandfather is here to pick you. up." Elrond said and went and got a jar that was fairly large and pulled the lid off of it. and picked up the mortar she'd been using and tipped it into the jar."

"Tomorrow your grandfather will bring you back and you'll learn how to do stitches, and how to set a broken bone and put a cast on it." Elrond said and headed for the apothecary door "Did you have fun while learning today Uruviel?" He asked this while opening the door, more for Orotingions benefit than it was Uruviels - though her grandfather hearing that she had fun would probably make him happy and make him a little more, relaxed with her. Before walking her out to the reception desk.

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The maternal effigy of Estë at the entrance had rendered the latest arrival under an enchantment. Nariel had gazed there unabashed a time at the maternal welcome and fought the want to reach out and embrace the statue, as though she faced an old friend. Moriquendi she stood, raised only on tales of the Valar and their retinue. Still, for all that some, in those stories, had ever seemed imposing and intimidating, this one smiled quite congenial and comforting. The redhead smiled back, dipping her brow in a sincere respect, before grasping her lengthy, tethered crimson veil for courage, marvelling at it seemed the statue spoke to her.

So it was that a smile still shaped her face as the taidor peered around the silent stone and found instead the receptionist, Calime. Before Nariel might try to explain why she was set on the verge of laughter, a further voice made words. And blue-grey eyes glanced at the entrance rather suspiciously, as she flew the small distance to find Fuin: magically appeared, as though the Minestor was an enchantment herself.

She is right,” a nod was directed toward Calime gratefully, “and I am Nariel,” she swept in a torrent of colour over the breathless introduction to match her director’s speed, and hasten toward the garden, the beginning. “A multitude of gladness to know you, Fuin and all that you may introduce me to.

The joy was genuine, if not infectious. After all, there was no place she would rather commence, a thousand times over, than to rediscover the heart of healing; the herb garden. The mere mention of such a destination resurrected the memory of her father’s little herb garden, back home. Back all those years ago. It took all that she had for the new acolyte not to clutch at her guide's hand, giddy like, for she had truly come home.
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Uruviel beamed happily upon hearing that she had done excellently. She was surprised to hear that her grandfather was there. "Already?" She hadn't realized how much time had passed, and wondered how it had gone so quickly. She helped with putting the crushed-up leaf powder into the jar, and then widened her eyes at the mention of what she'd be doing tomorrow. "How are we going to practice that? Are we going to break someone's leg?" She asked, both a little alarmed, and curious.

She skipped along with him and nodded. "Yes! I had a lot of fun," She answered, grinning. She ran to her grandfather and took his hand, smiling as she began telling him all about it.
Orotingion smiled as he listened, and nodded to Elrond. "Thank you for teaching her. I am glad to hear that she enjoyed it, at least. She seemed convinced it would be dull beyond toleration, until now." He said in relief. Maybe now, it would be easier to get her to come to future lessons.
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"Much gladness to meet you as well, I am sure that you will learn much. Come." She said holding out her arm and walked beside Nariel as they entered the garden. "Tell me friend, for you are older than many that come to learn what do you know of healing already? Do you know the elven herbs?" She asked with a smile wanting to know where Nariel was starting for she was certain that she knew more than most Taidors that started with her.
They were wandering through as they slipped down the main path, it looked much like it did at the beginning of the Third Age. The trees that grew there were bigger now and the flower beds of perennials were far more established. Thick now so that few weeds could poke their heads between the medicinal plants.

Reds, yellows, oranges, whites, purples and greens waved about them in a fragrant dance in the wind as they headed towards the main fountain in the garden. Of course there was at least one elven herb that they used that was not in the garden because it did not grow here, it grew only one place in all of Middle Earth though they had a decent supply of it from the Lord Elronds family in Lothlorien.


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Elrond laughed as Uruviel questioned if they would be breaking peoples bones "That would be very much against what we do here in the Adab Nestad. We heal them not hurt them even if sometimes healing does hurt." He said with a smile and gave her a pat on the shoulder. "But don't you worry I will have something that makes it easy for you to practice tomorrow that doesn't involve either of us breaking anyones bones." He said with a chuckled as they headed to see her grandfather Uruviel running ahead of him.

Elrond for his part took a calm sedated pace and smiled as Orotingion seemed shocked that Uruviel had enjoyed her lesson and had had fun. He smiled as he looked at his friends face, "I am glad she enjoyed it as well, I think she is excited for tomorrows lesson I assume that I should expect her at the same time tomorrow?" He asked both Orotingion and Uruviel. When he confirmed a time he pointed out the class room just to the right of where they were standing in the corner. "That is where we will be practicing so you can see yourself in if I am not here. Calime will remind you if you need it." He said with a smile before they left.

Once they had gone he went to the class room to prepare the items that they would need for the next days lessons. The first was two pieces of leather soft and and a soft piece of fruit to mimic the under lying layers. He was not certain the young girl was ready to deal with actual blood and torn skin. He would cut the fruit up tomorrow and teach her how to sew it and the leather back together. The other item was a bit harder to create but eventually he managed to make the item up. A dry stick wrapped in layers of fabric with pitch between several of the layers to make it more like a leg before he snapped the stick and shifted it about to mimic a broken bone. It would be good practice for her. With that all there was left to do now was to wait for her to return in the morning, until then he would work in the gardens cleaning up the small weeds and making sure the garden would take properly.

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Uruviel was quite glad to hear that they would not be harming anyone so they could then practice healing them. That wouldn't make good sense, and she now wondered how they could possibly practice something like that without having a bone to practice on. She couldn't wait to have a chance to get back home and see her friend Ennora again and tell her all about these new things she'd learned. Waving to Elrond as she and her grandfather left, Uruviel skipped along telling her grandfather all about the days' activities and how she'd ground up leaves into a powder and everything.
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The following day was so nice and pretty that Uruviel couldn't help asking if maybe she could have her next lesson another time, maybe put it off until it was a rainy day when she'd be stuck inside anyway, but then Orotingion reminded her of how much she had enjoyed yesterday, besides the fact that Elrond was expecting her. Then, remembering how curious she was to know about how they would practice without having real bones to practice on, Uruviel eagerly went along with him back to continue her lessons. Orotingion led her in and to the classroom Elrond had said. "Now be good, and listen carefully to everything that he tells you," He told Uruviel, before nodding to Elrond, and left so not to be a distraction to Uruviel during the lesson.
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Elrond was happy to see Uruviel back considering how nice of a day it was so lovely. "We should be done at the same time roughly today." He said motioning for Uruviel to come in as her grandfather dropped her off that way he would know when to come back. It was quite possible that by the end of today Uruviel would be a full fledged Aphador but he wasn't about to say that to Orotingion until she was finished as he didn't want him upset or thinking she'd been wasting time when Elrond was quite happy to take his time and let the child have fun as it was more likely that she would retain far more of it that way than if he pushed her the way he would an adult.

Once her grandfather was gone he motioned for her to hop up onto one of the tall stools. "So I think we'll start with dealing with someone with a cut." He said sliding the leather pieces towards her. He'd come back and stitched them to another piece of fabric underneath and had rubbed a bit of dirt between the leather and the fabric. "So Uruviel with a cut what do you suppose the first thing we should do is?" He knew she was young but children did tend to have an amazing amount of common sense so he wanted to see what she would come up with. He could always correct her as this wasn't some poor patient that needed the right care.

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Waving after her grandfather, Uruviel looked around as she climbed up onto the stool, wondering how they were going to practice cuts without real cuts. He'd promised they wouldn't be tending to real injuries, yesterday, so she was very curious to know what they would be using, instead. The question had her think for a moment, tilting her head as she thought over the first thing she usually did when she got a cut. Obviously, cry was not the answer, though it did tend to be the first instinct. "Hold it?" She guessed, thinking how she'd usually put her hand over the wound or something, and hold the hurt spot. "And... aunt Merilhel says to make sure any cuts get cleaned up good. You have to make sure there's not any dirt in there." She recalled. "Then you bandage it. With clean cloths." She nodded as she remembered all of these things from the few times she'd gotten scrapes or cuts while out playing in the forest.
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It was nice having a child in the house of healing learning Elrond decided, even if her grandfather was a bit much at times and seemed to think that she should grow up faster than necessary. The Lord of Imladris was quite happy to teach her in a way which was befitting a child rather than an adult, and by the time she was ready to take the Nestor test, which would be in many years then she would very likely be ready and able to manage when there was an actual injury. For now she should be able to treat her own skinned knees that was about all that he thought she should be able to do.

Elrond smiled as she guessed at first to hold it.and then she kept thinking and going and got a pretty decent ways into the treatment. "If it's bad yes you would hold it, and then before you bandage it yes you'd clean it." He said calmly and slid the bits of leather and cloth across the table to her.

"As you can tell, it's a pretty bad cut that's gotten pretty dirty." Elrond said with a chuckle, thinking his wife would roll her eyes at his impromptu wound for the child to deal with. "Now cleaning it is right, but is there something you might want to do before you clean it? Imagine this was on a friends leg it would hurt pretty badly." He sat for a moment, letting her think for a moment, after all they had gone over this yesterday so it would be a good review for her to make her remember what she'd learned yesterday.

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Thinking for a moment, Uruviel recalled the thing she'd done yesterday with grinding up the leaves, and what their purpose had been. "Oh! It's the leaves, isn't it?" She guessed, bouncing excitedly. She looked down at the 'wound' and suppressed a giggle. "But shouldn't we get all the dirt out first?" She asked, tilting her head curiously. She tried to imagine a big nasty cut like that on one of her friends, and frowned at the thought of that. It would probably be bleeding a lot, but there was all that dirt in there.
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Elrond sat down beside her as she thought about the leaves and smiled. "You're right we do need to get the dirt out before we use the Mallorn and oak leaf poultice to slow down the bleeding, but the first thing is not the leaves, do you remember the elven herbs we went over yesterday and what they were good for?" He asked. They hadn't gone over how to make the tinture of Niphredil but he did hope that she remembered what the flower was for after all her aunt had taught her about the flower a bit so she would hopefully have better memories of it than the others.

He sat for a moment and then gave another hint reminding her that if this cut was on a person it would really hurt them and that touching it would hurt as well even if it was to clean it. He hoped that that was enough to get her on the right track.

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Uruviel tilted her head as she tried to remember all the plants and things they had talked about yesterday, and then remembered. "Oh! The moonstar flowers!" She bounced in her chair eagerly as she recalled him talking about using it for pain. "That way the cut doesn't hurt so much, and then you can clean all the dirt out without it hurting them more." She smiled and looked around. "Do we need to get some of them, and put them on the cut here?" She wondered, half-ready to race off to the garden and find some. They were very pretty, and she remembered how her aunt had planted them in her garden near home. But, she also remembered how she said that they ought not pick them for no reason, so maybe they should just wait and use the flowers when there was a real injury to treat.
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Elrond nodded and gave the young elleth a big smile as she bounced in the chair remembering the moonstar flowers as well as why. That was good. "No with the flowers we make them into an oil that we mix with something like wine and then they would drink it and that would help with the pain." He said with a smile - you only need a drop for most people, two for very bad pain. If the person needs to be asleep for healing a full healer needs to be in charge of that because it can be very bad for them if you use too much." Elrond said with a smile and pointed to a vial sitting on the shelf that was filled with an almost clear looking liquid labelled neatly 'nipredil oil'.

"And fortunately our good friend here isn't really feeling any pain so we don't need to waste any medicine on them." Elrond said now the next step is to clean the wound and for that there is some nice clean water." Elrond said realizing the enameled bowl was too far away from her for her to reach - he was obviously used to teaching adults and had put several things too far away from her for her to use, he stood and very carefully moved the bowl and sponge closer to her as well as several other things that she would need to practice stitching the wound once she got the wound cleaned.

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"Does he have a name?" Uruviel wondered, as Elrond spoke of 'their good friend'. She giggled as she looked down at the 'friend', trying to imagine it as a real person. "So, we don't need to give him anything to help with pain," She nodded as he mentioned that. "Now, we use water and clean all the dirt away, right?" She took the sponge and dipped it in the water, wringing most of it out before starting to dab at the dirty wound. "I don't want to hurt him," She mentioned as she tried to carefully clean all the dirt away without rubbing too hard.

After working at it for a little while, she set the sponge down. "I think I got all the dirt out. Now what?" She asked, looking up at Elrond. "Do I have to sew it up now? Won't that hurt him, though?" She frowned down at the broken limb, thinking, then realized what should happen first. "Wait, no! I have to fix the break don't I? I just put it back together like it should be, right?" She guessed, though she hesitated to actually do anything until he had given any answer on the matter.
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"How about Mellondir?" Elrond offered as Uruviel asked about his friends name. "And we don't officially we will pretend we gave him something for the pain, since he doesn't have a mouth it's not very useful to give him any." Elrond said with a smile and nodded as she asked about the water and cleaning the dirt away. He suggested she not be afraid to let the water do more work but leaving lots of water in the sponge and wringing it out over the wound to wash the dirt away as it would hurt less even if they had moonstar flower helping with the pain.

Elrond checked the wound "We have to make sure it's all clean sometimes that means we have to look where it's going to hurt but it's better to hurt like this than if we leave dirt in the wound." Elrond said calmly and gently peeled back the 'skin' that was lose showing more dirt that she'd missed. He took the sponge and demonstrated what he meant with wringing out the spung. It made a great mess of the table and the floor but the dirt finished washing away. "=With a wound like this we would stitch it shut first, because the wrappings to splint the broken bone would cover the cut so we have to deal with it first. If their broken bone wasn't going to affect the cut then you'd set it first because a broken bone is often worse than a cut." Elrond said gently. Of course there were times when the cuts needed priority but he wasn't wanting to frighten her by telling her she could bleed out from certain cuts.

"And no Mellondir won't feel it I promise, the moonstar draught we gave him earlier would still be working for a while longer." Elrond said with a smile. "Lets sew up the wound." With that he picked up one of the needles a curved thing and long silk thread and threaded it. "We want to start in the middle and work towards the edge." Elrond said and stuck the needle in going down on one side passing accross the gap in the leather pieces and then up through the otherside he pulled the sides of leather together using the thread before he knotted it off wrapping it around the trailing end and then putting two more quick half knots over that before snipping it. "You try here." He said pointing to where the skin was a bit apart just below where he's stitch was. "You want to try to line up the sides of the wound as best you can and knot each stitch so that it heals better."

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Arm in arm, they came upon the gardens, and Nariel breathed in deep, as though she had recently emerged from the depths of the sea. The mercurial blue eyes retreated from the world a short time to utterly absorb the moment before returning, and revelling in such an audience of colours and aromas.

They are both memory and mystery to me, I will confess,” she smiled albeit faintly in response to Fuin. “My father was fanatic about anything that grew out of the land. He nurtured a small garden, at our home in Gondolin where he sought to acclimitise all that he could migrate from Nevrast. There were new varieties to be found in our new home also, that he explored, with great delight. When I was still a young thing,Nariel hid amusement at the Healer recognising that she was of esteemed age – a feat few managed, due to her tendency for frolicking - “he sang me songs about the keen diversity of olvar that he used to play in around Lake Linaewen. We made up rhymes and stories about them, supposing their enchanting adventures to pass the peaceful days and attended their needs as keenly as did ever any handmaid attend to the royal court.

Some might have spoke of such a period of their life with some smattering of embarrassment, to have been blessed with such a charmed childhood, even in the midst of all the war abounding in First Age Beleriand. But Nariel could not begrudge even the naivety of her early years, for they had been free of all threat from fell things for some considerable time. And that was a thing she would wish that all had been so lucky to experience, rather than regret that there had existed any even pockets of such innocence and hope.

Back then, herbs and flowers were but further lords and ladies, to my eye,” she admitted. “Decked out in their bright robes and generous with perfumes; drawing in the birds and butterflies, they danced about the silver grass and waved at me as might dear friends. I gathered up which ones were asked for, when chance malady came, those that proved of worth for healing. But they might as well have been meant to soothe the fëa of the patients than merely preserve the hröa, as far as I knew back then. My aunt, for certain always counselled that the spirit required as much attention as the skin and that is something I’ve always put a great store in. I’ve seen it make a difference.

Never had this concept proven more true than in the days after the downfall of Gondolin, and after the Sack of Eregion .. both occasions when Nariel had personally witnessed the unnecessary loss of life, due to an emotional rather than a physical injury.


After we had, after we’d left .. I wished so certainly that I had asked more, I wish more than anything there had been someone who could tell all that I never thought I’d need to know. Alas, I travelled often, and acquaintances were fleeting. Every time that I stalled for schooling on the subject, it was time to leave again.” There was no need to explain that it had been hard to settle, with a Mole at her side. For countless years they had been moved along, and on occasion literally chased off by fellow survivors. Seeking out new knowledge outside of what they two could collaborate had been most difficult when evading all civilisation. Even when there had been those brief periods of peace, she had wantonly enjoyed them, knowing all too well how swiftly they might flee. It had been all too easy to put off planning for the next rainstorm to strike.

I know that herbs, flowers, trees, all make me feel better, merely in their existing, as any child finds joy in familiar things. But I could not honestly boast a proper understanding of their qualities. I know their names, their scents, were I blind even; and I could recognise and know where or when to seek them out. But not for what cause. I am sorry to say that my great amount of years has surmounted mostly to assisting with stitches, that and singing to comfort the afflicted. I was for some time a seamstress. Though I did once see a friend nearly to perish, when I stitched up his wound so extremely neat, and dressed in the finest of fair, silk bandages my petticoat could fashion at need. Without ever thinking to administer the herbs to salve the damage that went on to fester under skin. It all had to be picked apart and done anew.

A small sniff of woe escaped the lady thereabouts, as though the thought of her fine work being undone was equal to the hurt done to her friend.

In truth I think I am not unlike a herb or some fanciful flower myself,Nariel sighed, glancing with one hand to brush at the heads of the herbs that leant in, almost sympathetic to her superficial plight. “Full of want to help and the potential, but not yet made any right use of. That, I hope, must change.” The fact of having become a mother since, had amplified the ambition. For if ever small children were apt to get themselves into hurts and scrapes, hers were most likely suspects.

But you must now give your diagnosis, Minestor. Can you put me to some purpose here ? I think it is now more than time.
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Fuin smiled "I have to admit while some of my friends lived in Gondolin once upon a time I have to admit that I've never heard any rhymes about herbs and plants!" She said with smile, indeed perhaps they would be useful for teaching others if they had a hard time remembering the herbs and what they did. She listened quietly to Nariel of she spoke she had a feeling that the elleths father had taught her more than she supposed, after all one does not tend to memorize or teach what a flower looks like and where it grows for one to not also know what it was for. Perhaps she just didn't realize she did know. "I think we can put you to purpose swiftly, though you may not think of my methods as swift." She said even as they headed towards a bed of athelas she was a bit concerned hearing that Nariel had stitched a wound up without cleaning or checking to see if the wound was clean or infected made her nod. Indeed that was going to be one of the things that Nariel learned today so that her neat stitching might need to be undone again.

"I must admit Nariel, I am quite curious if your father had any tales or songs of Athelas?" She asked sitting down and plucking a leaf from the rich green plant and crushing it softly between her fingers giving the air a burst of lightness that she quiet enjoyed. Generally she loved the herbal part of the lessons for new Taidors it was always calm and relaxing to her, and she quite enjoyed the excuse to pluck and crush athelas - perhaps because of the wound that marred her shoulder though the scent was soothing and uplifting to most that caught wind of it.

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"Mellondir," She grinned. "Yes, that's a very good name for him." Uruviel agreed with a small giggle. "Don't worry Mellondir, I shall fix you up good as new." She assured him. She tilted her head, listening to Elrond explain about letting the water wash the dirt away. Nodding, she tried that, keeping in mind that they had pretended to give the 'patient' something to numb the pain. "There, I think that's all of the dirt." She declared, more confident about it this time since she couldn't see anymore dirt there.

She paused as Elrond explained about sewing shut the wound and then setting the break, but tried to make sense of it. "But wouldn't it be better to put the bones like they're supposed to be while you can see them through the cut? And then sew it all up." She tried to figure this out, but watched how he did the stitch thing. Taking the strange, curved needle, she tried to duplicate what he had done, making a careful knot after the stitch. "Like that?"
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Elrond smiled as Uruviel spoke to Mellondir, stating she would fix him up as good as new, he had to keep himself from laughing at this as he'd literally created this 'leg with a cut' so that she could practice without having to see actual terrible wounds. After all she was still a child, and while he had seen such wounds as a child... He mentally shrugged himself away from that course of thought. It had taken him and his brother long years to move past what had happened in the First age in the Havens. She had managed to get all the dirt cleaned away and he nodded.

"Right now you can't see the bones even through the cut can you?" He asked motioning for her to look into the cut, indeed she could not it was leather covering leather over the stick and fabric frame of a leg. "If the bone is showing outside the skin, yes you would want to set it first, - but you'll still need to do the stitches and then possibly set it again once you do the stitching unless you can partially splint it first. Because of how Mellondir is shaped though it's not easy to splint his leg so we don't want to set the leg not be able to splint it do the stitching have his leg shift and have to set it again. In this case we want to get the wound shut because once we set the leg we need to put it in a splint and make sure it is tied firmly so it will stay in place until it heals as the muscles can pull the bone back out of place the longer it isn't wrapped." He said kindly it was a very smart question for one her age and one he hadn't overly thought he'd need to cover so he was glad she'd asked. "Most of the time though bone breaks don't come with cuts, at least not like this, bone breaks normally come from falling or getting hit with something hard, like a horse kick." He nodded as she made a careful stitch and knot.

"Yes just like that, now you want to put another stitch over here about this far apart and then work back and forth until you have the wound closed completely." He said with a smile knowing that she would get use to the curved needle with a bit more practice.
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"Over here?" She pointed to the spot with the needle, then nodded when it was confirmed, and carefully poked the needle in. "Hope that doesn't hurt him too much," She commented, trying not to be too amused by the idea of the fake person being 'hurt' by the needle. "No, I guess I can't see the bone," Uruviel agreed, shrugging. "But how can we set the bone if we can't see it? How will we know if it's set right?" She wondered, tilting her head thoughtfully.

Carefully, she worked on putting another stitch in the next spot he said, and then another, until the gash was closed up. "Will that really hold?" She wondered. "I mean with a real wound. If the skin is torn, wouldn't the thread just pull through?" She frowned, wrinkling her nose at the idea of that, but it seemed like a real possibility. She sure wouldn't like to have to go through all the pain of getting stitched up only to have the stitches tear through her skin and be opened up again, if she were the patient.
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Elrond nodeed. "Yes little one it most certainly will hold skin is quite tough, the trick is though that you should not pull the stitches so tight that it puckers the skin, if you do that then the thread may in fact tear but as long as you are not pulling to tight then the skin will hold that is why the knots are not so tightly done." He said giving her a pat on the shoulder, and it is also why we tell the patient to take it easy while they are healing. Not moving too much or to quickly so that they don't over extend and tear the stitches." It was hard to show a child how skin would react to stitches without exposing her to wounds that she should not have to see at her current age.

"For bones, it is something that you will need to learn, quite often the pain in the patient is greatly reduced, or you will feel the bone slide into place for most part you will rarely see the bone. If you do see it it then it will be quite the serious wound." He said calmly I want you to feel your own leg, press feel how the muscles sit. When something is wrong the muscles will not sit right." He said and shifted false leg, "This isn't quite right for it is hard to create how living flesh reacts to such a wound, but now feel it, see how it's not sitting right?" He said tipping his chin down and looking at Uruviel. "To fix it the best way is to take a firm hold of the lower portion of the limb away from the body and pull it away so that it does not grind or damage the bone further before straightening it to where it needs to be." Elrond for his part gripped the the thicker part of the fake thigh that Uruviel had already stitched the wound shut on the narrower part of it should be facing her but instead it was off on an angle. "Shall you give it a try?"
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”You do not have ’just a few scrapes and bruises’, mother. If I did not know you any better I would think that you have a death wish.” Cavan tried to keep calm, but he couldn’t keep the frustration out of his voice. Anger wouldn’t be able to sway his mother and it would only make her dig her heels in further. ”I do not!” The elleth most certainly had no desire to find herself in the halls of Mandos anytime soon. Though the feeling was offset by an equal distrust for healers. ”You could have fooled me. I know you think you could have tended your wounds yourself, but you are not a healer. Yes, I know you took one lesson, but that does not qualify you to treat your wounds. Besides, I highly doubt that you would have done a very good job one-handed.”

Glaring at her son, Fay wanted to explain that trust and friendship had to be earned and should not be doled out to anyone who asked for it. Because if you did, you only set yourself up for a whole bag of unpleasantness. Disappointment, betrayal and heartbreak among other things. Whatever form it took, of a friend or a spouse, love was weakness and should be avoided whenever possible. But giving a speech would have to wait as she wasn't in the mood and knowing that his anger was an attempt to hide the worry that he felt.

”Now, go inside before I make you.” Having declined to be carried, she now limped through the door that was held open, frowning as best she could. Her son followed her inside and had to step around her to get to the reception. Being back at Adab Nestad brought back unpleasant memories. Eight years ago, she’d been attacked by bandits and stabbed in the shoulder by a dagger laced with poison and the wound had healed nicely, thanks to the skilled healer (Quill) that had treated her.


Reception

Waiting by the doors while the ellon approached the reception desk, her face betrayed feelings of unease at being there, but now it was too late as they were already there. Her body was bruised all over, spots of blue and purple, some small but most of them larger. She couldn't move her left arm at all, the shoulder had been dislocated and was swollen and bruised. The pain was intense, but Fay clenched her teeth to remain stoic. The cut across her face also hurt more than she would like to admit. (When healed, it will leave a scar, like in the picture.)

”Mae Govannen, I am Cavan and the elleth with the constant frown of disapproval is my mother Faylindë." ”It is Fay to you,” she interrupted with a glance at the elf her son was talking to. The use of her full name was reserved for those she trusted which was only a handful of people at present. Ignoring her, the ellon continued as if she hadn't said anything. "You might think that she is old enough to come here on her own, but she is quite a reluctant patient.”

Cavan would sometimes tell her that she wasn’t a faerie when she insisted that people call her by a shortened version of her name. She was relieved that he didn't tease her right now about faeries only being creatures in hobbit legend.* (*"It was often said (in other families) that long ago one of the Took ancestors must have taken a fairy wife." ― The Hobbit, "An Unexpected Party")
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Calime glanced up from where she was practicing writing out the names of the elven herbs and what they were to be used for when the doors swung open revealing a rather healthy looking ellon, and she was a bit confused at this. However eventually she saw why he held the door as a rather battered elven woman who seemed reluctant to go further than the doors limped up the stairs and then waited there. She was looking at her notes for the day to see who was in the Adab Nestad it seemed like it was the Minestor for the moment. Where she was at the moment in the large house was beyond Calime though for the time being. "Mae Govannen Cavan and-" She paused looking over the bloody and bruised woman who had snapped that Calime was to call her Fay. "Fay, it's alright, we are... somewhat use to reluctant patients. Our Minestor is one such her self, she'd try to stitch her own leg back on if a troll were to tear it off I swear." Calime said with a small smile.

Calime quickly wrote on the room chart that there was a new patient and that she was going to be put into Treatment Room 1 in the East hall hopefully she'd catch site of Fuin in the Healers Lounge or the garden on the way there. "If you'd both like to come along with me, I'll get you settled into one of the treatment rooms Fay, and the Minestor will be with you shortly. I am sure a bed will be far more comfortable than standing." She said with a gentle smile as she slipped out from behind the desk making sure that if Fuin came to check the reception desk she'd see that there was a new patient and hopefully head straight there. "It's just a touch further down the hall of you're able to make it on your own. If not I can fetch a wheeled chair for you that Minestor Fuin had made."
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Tilting her head, Uruviel listened carefully, nodding as Elrond explained about the bones and everything. "So don't pull the knots up too tight," She repeated, nodding thoughtfully. She would try to remember that. And don't be moving around a lot after having stitches, she'd remember that too. There was plenty to learn here, much more than she had expected. "So after we stitch up the wound, then we fix the bone?"

She leaned closer, shaking her head. "No, I can't see any bone." She answered with a little laugh. "What would it look like?" She curiously felt her leg when he mentioned that, and tried to figure out what all the muscles and things were in there. Then watched him move the leg on the dummy, and giggled slightly. "Poor Mellondir, he has a lot of injuries." She commented. She felt how the 'leg' was on it, and tried to imagine how it would be if it was a real leg. Taking hold of Mellondir's 'leg', she tried to do like Elrond had said, pulling carefully, not too hard so she didn't 'hurt' him, but trying to see if she could get it to go like it was supposed to be.

"What if it was an animal?" She wondered, curious. "Would it feel about the same, or would it be a lot different? Can you fix an animal the same way as people?"
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Cavan returned the receptionist's smile and gave her an apologetic look. ”I do apologize for her rudeness. I would ask her to do it herself but I believe we would hear fish recite poetry before that happened." ”What happened to 'the impossibility of the task must not prevent you from undertaking it'?”** Fay raised her right eyebrow but the small movement made the pain in her face worse and forced the elleth to relax her features. She would have grinned at Cavan but found herself biting the inside of the cheek instead to hold back the urge to cry out in pain as she tried to keep breathing normally which wasn't easy. The phrase she'd quoted back to him had been part of a discussion between the two of them after the ellon suggested that she join the Halcyon Guard. IF, and he had stressed the 'if' part, she would do her best to get along with the others, she'd have something useful to do rather than climbing the walls of the cottage. The 'getting along' part had earned him a huff of dismay and disapproval but with the newest addition to the family, a cat, the army started to sound more appealing. The elleth and the cat, whatever its name was, had a mutual disliking and she had received multiple scratch wounds to show for it during the last several months.
(**"The impossibility of the task must not prevent us from undertaking it." ~ Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander, 2x13 Princess, Legend of the Seeker)

”That conversation was a different beast altogether and you know it. Besides, in this case, we are so far past impossible that it is not even worth trying." Giving his mother a teasing smile while helping her keep upright as she followed the elleth towards the treatment room on her own accord. Having stubbornly refused the wheelchair without giving it a second thought, insisting that she wasn't completely incapacitated, they were slowly making their way down the east hall towards the treatment room. Knowing that having a strong and brave facade was important to his mother especially now that her body had been weakened, Cavan sighed inwardly. He wished that she would allow herself to let it down sometimes and lean on him, his wife, or her best (and only) friend.

Ignoring his teasing, Fay turned to her son as they reached the treatment room. ”You know the drill. You got me here but you are NOT coming inside the treatment room with me." ”I know but at least let me help you to the bed then I will leave you alone." As promised, he turned to leave as soon as she was safely on the bed, and Cavan smiled at the receptionist ”Thank you for your help." before walking back towards the entrance to get some air. Saying "she isn't always like this" would be a lie. Compared to an injured animal trying to scare you off because it was hurt, Fay was like that all the time, she didn't turn friendly after you helped her the way an animal could. Though he had faith that the elves working at Adab Nestad were used to all kinds of patients and that they could handle anything his mother would put them through.

"Ugh. What is that smell?" One of the reasons, though not the main reason, for her dislike of healing houses, was the smell. No matter which one you stepped inside, they all smelled the same. It hit her as soon as she stepped through the door. Was it the cleaning products they used, the medicinal herbs, or a mix of everything? Usually, wouldn't bother her much but today it made her nauseous.

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