Through a veil (Any healers?)

Her new initiate followed her diligently, and she wove her way through the tunnels, until she caught the familiar smell of her herbs sequestered away in the cave. She sniffed through it, looking for a poppy flower. She had gotten a lot in the late summer, when they were still in full blossom. They were dried, allowing the seeds to be easily shaken from the head. The priestess took one withered stem, and then bergamot and stinging nettle for the wound.

She paused a few moments, chewing the two herbs into a poultice before turning back to the male and motioning for him to lie down. "I have a poultice to put on your back, and some poppy seeds for the pain."