Herb collection(open)

[Charlise Aura]

Charlise nodded a little at that with a smile in thanks to Jamie, "I think the Templars only hate me more because... My Father might have been one of them..." She shrugged a little at that, she truly didn't know who her Father was but she didn't honestly mind. She had her Mum, that was enough for her.
Chuckling a little at Jamie's words, Charlise nodded, "I'm saying... That I collect some Wild Flowers to sell for my stall but I grow some in my garden before replanting them out here in the forest whilst having some more common flowers as much of the year around...." She chuckled, she didn't know much of the flowers here but they seemed more beautiful then the ones back home.

Seeing the look and taking the coins back, Charlise smiled a little in understanding before nodding at his statement. "Well, at least I'm keeping enough coins in a small safe hold for others who get dropped here... Especially on Tax day, plus I left a letter to explain what's going on... Try to help the others, you know?" She stated as she slid the coins back into her purse.

Charlise then shrugged, "I wouldn't say that I'm devout in terms of my Religion, but I understand how it plays it's part in our lives and that other people have very strong views... Though it's been known to cause wars...." She mused.

Charlise shivered at what Jamie had mentioned before admitting, "I think I'd rather be back in the Circle Tower than in that place..... I hope Bell's not there..." She stated in complete honesty as she looked at Jamie and smiled, "Well the basic Healers are... Well, like you.... They use herbs to create salves and potions.... Then there are the Intermediate ones who use Healing Magic which will heal most wounds...." She paused then as she held out her hands before focussing, and in the space between them a pure white orb appeared as a blue light glowed around Charlise's hands. "Then there are the Spirit Healers like me...... We can bring someone from the very brink of death and heal the most fatal of wounds or illnesses.... But, that comes with... A bit of a price..." She explained as the orb disappeared and her hands fell, Charlise shutting her eyes for a moment and then shaking her head softly.

Charlise nodded as she slowly got up, a bit of a wobble mostly due to the fact that they were sat down for so long but also because of the fact that she should an orb of Spirit Healing magic so it drained her a fair bit. "Yeah, I need to get back... I promised one of the neighbours that I would mind some of their children for the night..." She smiled as she steadied herself.

[Jamie Lane]

Jamie quirked a brow when she mentioned how her father had been a knight. He'd have killed for his father to be a knight instead of a pilot. Maybe they'd have their father around a little more if he had been a knight. Maybe uncle Richard would have had his head chopped off. Soon talk turned to the wild flower and although Jamie had teased her, she ended up defending herself. He wasn't quite talking wild flowers though when he said it but to keep from making her feel like she'd said something wrong or misunderstood, he made his face show surprise.

"Wow, no wonder you're loaded then. That's a really good idea you got there. I like that idea."
He whispered to her faintly offering her a polite smile. Jamie nodded when she spoke of the letter. He'd been doing the same thing and gotten Jason to write a letter too. He hoped it reached the right people. He could only but hope.

"Tax days are evil. I know. Makes good women slap good men around the face as well."
He nodded solemnly as he teased her again, looking away from her, a philosophical expression plastered to his face. Jamie had to nod in agreement when she mentioned the wars religion had caused. He didn't even want to think about how many people died because of religion constantly. It was supposed to be a good thing. In his world it wasn't really. Sure he was dating the Owl's leader and the Owls were the religious sector but still.

Jamie nodded when she explained the different healers but his mind was on Bell. What if Bell was... in the Asylum? Oh God. He was a little crazy really but he hardly deserved what they would do to him in an Asylum. Jamie dropped his eyes to the magic ball in her hand. He'd become immune to 'wowing' every time someone produced magic. He wasn't entirely that fond of it.... Just like Blaine. Normality was worth a whole lot more.

"I see..."
Jamie said softly then remembered she'd said something about a price. He didn't know if he actually wanted to know this price she had mentioned. She got to her feet and he followed but he didn't dare steady her. She'd slapped him once before. He didn't want to get another slap from her so he stayed still and simply offered her a smile.

"I'm sure we'll see one another again. Please be careful and take care of yourself. Don't go messing with any trolls."
He gently leaned in and kissed her cheek before turning back the way he'd came. He needed to get these herbs dried and treated.

[Charlise Aura]

Charlise chuckled as Jamie made his comment, "The maids love them as they take some of them up to the Castle and sneak some into the vases around the Castle just to add something a little more... Natural for the Queen, something closer to her people and where she grew up really...." She then looked at Jamie, "Don't tell anyone that though, the King is not so big a fan on flowers that are from the Woods.... Or anything not from somewhere he can control. I mean I can understand it but..." She decided to stop so that they didn't get into a fight again, for it was clear that Blaine and Jamie were close.

Blushing at that, Charlise shook her head. "You're not going to let me forget that, are you? Maker's Breath!" She chuckled as she tucked back one of her black curls behind her ear.

Nodding, Charlise looked up at Jamie, grateful that he didn't ask about what that price was. Such wounds were still fresh both physically and mentally for her as Charlise involuntarily shivered at the thoughts and memories flashed in her mind.

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The screams.... The terrible screams alerted her as a slightly younger Charlise stood up from her desk in the Library. Other Mages, both adult and children, had also stood up from their desks and the Templars came towards the stairs that led to the Upstairs Library, Enchanter + Senior Enchanter's Quarters and Irving's Office... But the sounds....


Such.... Awful... Inhumane sounds....

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Suddenly coming out from her memories, Charlise's eyes lost their haunted look as she rubbed her forehead a little.

Smiling at the kiss on the cheek, Charlise's cheeks blushed a little bit as she turned to where she had just walked. "I'm sure we will, either somewhere here in this Realm or one of the others I am sure! And I won't if you won't... Unless you are fighting them instead of Darkspawn or Dragons!" She chuckled as she waved goodbye.