Neverwinter Forest Kiss me, hold me, take my hand

Aiolos listened, Mal confirming that their pack had two woman who were practiced in healing techniques. Aiolos knew of some - of mud and cobwebs and of course sea salt cleaning the wounds (though painfully). He didnt know much at all however when it came to the use of plants, flower, seed or barks but had seen it all done before, especially when he was the patient being treated after a spar or battle.  

I understand. If anything, later, perhaps it would be easier still if one of our own came here. Like now. He spoke, referring to himself. This, after all, left out the risk too of his members possibly drowning should they get caught by the shore when the sand bridge started being covered. At least we know where to go, should medical attention be needed. He would shrug his russet shoulders.