"I'm afraid I would be a horrible hand at that task. I am usually the one inflicting wounds, not healing them if you know what I mean... I don't want to be an extra burden and harm these villagers by mistake." Nayash laughed as she spoke the words. It was true, she was a fighter, not a healer, and she worried that she'd make the wounds infected or that shed accidentally traumatize the victims more or accidentally pull the bandages too tight. 

She waved her hand at Veragwen as if saying "don't worry about it" then walked over to the corner of the tent where Veragwens equipment was placed, and carefully placed her hammer to the side, leaning against one of the beams. Then she hung her pack over it, as well as her thinner poncho. This way she could easily travel lightly from person to person to interrogate each and everyone. Hopefully without being too frightening. 

She walked outside the tent to find someone that seemed to have gotten out of the battle more easily than others. Someone who had already had their wounds tended, but hung around to support the other victims, or for support themselves, and spotted a brown haired man leaning against one of the town houses. His arm was sprained to a pin, and hoist up around his neck for support. Nayash assumed it was a broken arm and a dislocated shoulder. Other than that he looked relatively unharmed, so she approached the man, and pulled the best suportface she could. It wasn't really sucessful.

"I heard yo-"
"Leave me be. You have no buissness in Sele aside from the price money. You have no hope of suceeding. It is the devil itself, it will devour us all!"
He paused and with a shaky hand he pointed at Nayash, and his eyes turned wild. Nayash tried to back away and show that she meant no harm, but he continued. 
"It was YOU! You were probobly the cause why it's here to start with! You and your desert witchery, surviving on nothing. you summoned the beast to take over our town! WITCH!"
"No, sir, I came to this town to help with the beast, that is true-"
"Speak no more! You are a liar and your words are poison!" The man stood up with a bit of trouble and took a step towards Nayash, to wich Nayash just turned around and started walking away. The last thing she wanted was to become an extra issue, and she didn't want any commotion, so she chose to avoid it. 
"You!" he continued babling behind her, but she ignored him and decided to try her luck further away down the street. Perhaps, if she was lucky, find someone who wasn't as traumatized by the monster.