#ic: delphi

[newsidequest]

@novachrysalism | Foulques

It was a relatively peaceful day in the Black Shroud. Truly, it seemed that the 'elementals' did not care about her presence unless someone specifically pointed it out.

Glancing down to make sure the basket of herbs she had gathered were still secure, Delphi very nearly missed a soft groan coming from the thicket. Eyes wide, she stopped and listened.

"Hello?" she called out tentatively, looking in that direction. She drew nearer, pausing and listening. There was a soft rustling just beyond. Brow knit in concern, she crouched low to the ground and crawled through, ducking under the occasionally thorny branch. "Hello? Is someone hur-- !!!"

Someone was indeed hurt. A Duskwight lay covered in scrapes that seemed to come from more than just the thorns, and his limbs were twisted awkwardly. Sprained, for certain, but at least a few bones must have been broken.

"Oh Matron's bounty," she gasped, hurrying closer. She dropped to her knees by his head, both hands already in the basket. She didn't have much on her as far as bandages, but she could do something about the pain, at least. "Please, just hold on -- I can help!"

[newsidequest]

@fieldsofstardew | Delphi & Ryis

Mistria felt like a sanctuary for Delphi: even in the town, the buildings didn't feel too cramped, and there were plenty of wide open fields and forests teeming with beautiful flora. She was more confident than ever in her decision to bring her market stall here -- at least, that was the plan, pending on the approval of her stall.

She had been a little worried that the presence of a clinic might discourage people from wanting to try her remedies.

But there was no use in fretting about it now. While she awaited approval, Delphi had taken one of her baskets and went to forage. Already, it was nearly full! Perhaps she had gotten a bit carried away, but --

"Oh!" Well, actions did have consequences. The basket was old, so she should have anticipated the handle breaking under all that weight. But that didn't make her any less frustrated to see her berries and herbs spill out across the grass. What a naive mistake to make. "Drat."

With a sigh, Delphi settled onto her knees to try and pick everything back up. She could hold the basket like a bowl, she supposed, and keep most of what she'd collected...