Echo stood in the Healer's room. She was sorting through herbs, separating them into piles based on their usefulness and what treatments they were for. The ones for wounds, infections on the like she kept in the front for easy reach and the ones less important like for stomach ailments and such were at the back. The Nymph glanced around, noting how not many of the others were in the room. The child shrugged and went back to her sorting, her unique green eyes glowing slightly in the lighting.