[Brinniel]

"There are others who have ways to ease your pain if you wish not to take up my offer," Doranna continued. She looked at Desolyn kindly.

This was the first time the elf had ever spoken to Des. The girl had always been curious about Doranna; there weren't very many elves in Nurn. She had wondered what it was like to be an elf; she had heard once that elves were immortal, and some had been living for thousands of years without even a singe wrinkle to show for it.

Looking at Doranna brought answers to the questions Desolyn had about elves. She could tell by the weariness in Doranna's face that the elf had been a slave longer than any of the slaves had even lived. She had seen more and she knew more. Staring into the elf's eyes, Des could see that Doranna had experienced much more pain than the girl had ever felt. And still, the elf was willing to do whatever she could to help the girl.

Desolyn had heard that elves were excellent healers, and she thought that though Doranna may not be able to heal her wounds, whatever she did would be more helpful than Tenzin's salve. Besides, Des felt more comfortable knowing that another slave would be touching her wounds rather than an easterling.

Desolyn gave the elf a small smile. "I would greatly appreciate anything you can do to ease my pain, Doranna."

[ May 29, 2003: Message edited by: Brinniel ]