Sick Girl

Healing Hands

• Greeting Please ... bring my father to me.
• Greeting I don't remember a thing ... Where's my father?
• Greeting *Rhia sqirms slightly for a moment and lets out a weak moan, and then returns to breathing weakly in her sleep.*
• Greeting *A female elf lies on the bed in front of you; her small body is pale and visibly riddled with illness.*
• Greeting *{Rhia} seems soothed by the salve. Her fever and discomfort both seem to be reducing already.*
• Greeting Thank you for all you did for me. My father told me there's a good chance I wouldn't be around any more if it wasn't for you.
• Greeting I don't remember a thing ... Where's my father?
• Topic [Leave.] *Step away from the young {Rhia}.*