Ceridwen brought a hand up to her chin, though narrowed her eyes at the Bisharp when he stepped closer. She had never been very fond of Steel types… then again, that was besides the point. Clearly he had stepped closer in order to make himself easier to be heard.
“I see…” Ceridwen lowered her gaze in thought, brows knitting together, “this is not a condition that I have ever been privy to treating before, yet, I feel that I may be able to assist you. Give me but a moment, I must think over what spells I know…”
She knew, for one, that she would need to use a combination of spells in order to heal this Bisharp’s ailment. Cleanse would have to be cast first, as a means to clear any blood clots that have already formed. Then, Cure would be the next course of action… and Zadkiel would need to make a custom potion for the Bisharp. Ceridwen was unwilling to risk a Major Heal on the Bisharp, given that Cleanse may not work.
“Hmm….” she raised her gaze to the Bisharp, “I believe I can heal it, however I will require you to come back and see me after two weeks. This is so that I can be certain that my spells have, in fact, cured you. This is especially the case given that the first spell I must cast upon you is not cheap.”
Here she took a breath, then continued, “I only accept precious gems as a payment for my healing services. The first spell I must cast upon you is Cleanse. This is to clear up any blood clots that have currently formed and to purify your body of any other hidden ailments that are not visible nor commonly felt. This spell alone costs two black opals, two peacock topaz, and two mystic topaz. As for the second spell I will cast on you, that is Cure. Hopefully this is the spell that will remove your ailment - ah, I will not have you pay me for that one,” she smiled gently, “as I am not sure that it will do its work, which is why I request that instead of paying me for Cure, you return to me in two weeks. If, at that time, you do not feel that your ailment is returning, you may pay me two opals. If, however, your ailment has not completely gone, I will try one of my other spells. I will also speak to my brother about this, and see if he can concoct a potion for you.”
Cerdiwen paused before speaking to the Bisharp again, “if you do not have those stones on you, please feel free to go and locate some. And, if it is not too much trouble, I would have your name?”