As the healer, Miss Robyn, finished her work, Alura eyed her carefully. She saw what the woman had done and how it had taken a toll on her physically. She made quick work of binding the wounds and swept the boy up into her arms and laid him carefully on a cot. She covered him with her cloak, and pushed his hair back from his face once more. "Rest now, little one." Alura cooed as she smiled at him. She turned back to the party and saw all of their tired, weary faces.
"How about I make some tea. Excuse me, I see you have some herbs over here. I will make tea for those who wish to sleep and tea for those who wish to stay awake." Alura said as she strolled over to the containers, opening them up and looking through them all carefully. She listened to the others talk, her bright eyes ever so often falling back onto the group. Something, however, caught her eye. There was something in her shadow that caused it to look funny. She reached into one of the vats and pulled out a certain spice.She used this often to help children with terrible colds, it caused their sinuses to clear. It was a powder you swiped in their little noses or placed on their upper lip and it caused their eyes and nose to run and sometimes cause terrible sneezing fits. She took a dash of that and sprinkled it all across her shadow.
With a small smile she turned back to the work at hand and finished the process as she collected all the needed herbs for the teas. "Might we light a fire so I could get them started?" Alura asked as she turned back to the group, smiling warmly at all the strangers. Her eyes quickly ghosted over the other Elf in the room and the man the healer referred to as "Your Highness". She was quite curious as to what she had just exactly gotten herself into as she listened to the man talk about the gift of the Gods.