The kitten and her bodyguard finally meet the new town master healer! Whoot!
Ferravale tavern
Jacen the rat. Blisa the cat and Ferdinand the ferret.
Jacen opens the door and steps inside, "Oh..I do say, intresting place , be nice if was cleaner" he mutters to one one really as he walks over, cleans off the chair with a rag and sits down.
Blisa and Ferdinand were already in here....well, actually, they are in the fighting pit with willow switches, the kitten learning how to fence with her bodyguard as mentor and teacher. His quite, lisp-filled instructions can be heard, as well as groans of frustration from the kitten every time she 'dies'.
Jacen peeks in the fighting pit and frowns "Oh my, are you hurting this kitten?" Hey he is curious as he doesnt know what is going on fully yet.
Ferdinand turns and smiles disarmingly at the rat. "Oh, no, I'm jutht teaching her how to fence." Blisa pokes him in the gut with her willow switch and hoots with laughter. "Dead! Dead! Hahaha! At last! At last!" her bodyguard just rolls his eyes and shakes his head, indicating to the rat that she is totally ridiculous.
Jacen nods "Oh I see..I am Jacen de Master Healer here or well, I am now and getting use to it slowly, the...ewwww" He frowns at the fighting pit, "Its MUCH cleaner than this place, oh dear me..." He frowns, "Unclean places cause...more infirm visits"
Blisa looks down at the floor and wrinkles her nose. "What's cleaner than this place? And what's wrong? Is this place dirty?" Ferdinand leans against a wall and quietly orders some tea for the three of them.
Jacen makes a face of disbelief at the kitten, "The infirm is cleaner, I should know I am in charge of it and make sure its in running order and..and dirt is just, well its gross and I noticed you get that stuff on a cut, even a small one it makes it get all red and swollen, dirt is evil I tell you evil my friends!"
Ferdinand stays out of the argument for now, at least, so Blisa can test out her gentle talking skills. She also has a look of disbelief. "Dirt's not evil! If it wasn't for dirt, we wouldn't have plants, and plants make food and medicine and stuff. How can that be evil? True, it's not good if it gets in a cut, I'll give you that. But if it's just doing what it's supposed to, then how can it be evil?"
Jacen blinks, he hmmms "You have a point but...but here" He points to the floor and wall, "Here..we don't grow things, outside in the field we do, course can't keep it all the way clean due to...fights? Yeah fights and I don't know why beasts want to see who can punch out who better and others bet money on who is better at being knocked out or..is it not being knocked out?"
Ferdinand raises his eyebrows. "Almotht all fightth here are to the death. I like to uthe it for traing Mith Blitha here how to fence, ith all." Blisa nods and pokes the floor with her willow switch. "Yeah, most of the creatures I've seen in here get horribly hurt or maimed or killed. One weasel lost an eye."
Jacen frowns "Dreadfull and they come to me for help, well so goes life. Least there is the tavern so that is well and good, I do hope nothing happens with this little ceobration or other the chief said would be here"
Blisa nods, looking sad. "I wish I could make them stop, but nobeast would listen to me...and they wouldn't obey the rule, either." Ferdinand nods, then hands the other two thier tea.
Jacen had to leave, then so did I, it ends here. Thanks for reading!
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