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"Dance like your life depends on it."
~ Xayah
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Rakan walked through the village as others began to wake to start their days. He had promised himself, and Xayah, that first thing in the morning he would go and set out in search for a doctor, as much has Xayah insisted him not to.
As he wandered, he asked around the small amount of others who began to crowd all sections of the village, determined to find someone who knew of a doctor either inside the village or somewhere nearby.
Rakan stumbled upon a group of younger vastaya, casually chatting to each other about what they should do with their day. Rakan politely interrupted once he felt the conversation was coming to an end and asked them, and to his excitement and relief, got an answer that he wanted to hear.
Not much later, Rakan arrived at an old cottage towards the East of the back of the village. Plants and flowers of all types were scattered around it, some glowing brightly with magic and others swaying ever so slightly with the occasional breeze.
Rakan took a deep breath and walked up to the cottage door, about to knock but quickly yanked his hand back as the door opened before him, a short, fuzzy bear-like creature appearing in front of him.
"Greetings, child. What may I help you with on this fine day?" The creature says in a somewhat deep yet welcoming tone.
Rakan stares in shock for a second but quickly shakes his head and bows, showing respect for the elder Vastaya.
"I apologize for the sudden intrusion, but I have heard that you are a doctor, specifically an Ionian healer." Rakan replies to the creature, still bowing.
"No need to bow, although the respect is much appreciated. Why don't you come in and tell me if your situation?" The creature asks, gesturing for Rakan to enter its home.
As Rakan walks inside, he takes in all of his surroundings. The cottage definitely had a nice, homey feel to it, a place that anyone would be willing to settle into. He glanced at the occasional pictures and the old antiques plastered on the walls and shelves.
As they reach what Rakan presumed to be the main room, the creature gestures for him to take a seat. Rakan examines the area, a fire place in the far back wall, lighting up a couch set nearby it and an old recliner, along with a somewhat large wood table placed neatly in the center on top of a small, tan rug.
Rakan walls over and takes a seat on the couch, moving to the far right of it closest to the nearby recliner. The creature takes a seat in the recliner and offers a kind smile to Rakan.
"My name is Iason, great healer of Ionia. I was once known for my knowledge in medicines and herbs before my tribe was slaughtered by a human village a few decades ago. I managed to escape and ended up here, where they gave me a home and treated me as an equal." Iason says, pushing up a pair of small glasses that were on his face.
"I see you are of the Lhotlan, and the infamous, charming battle-dancer at that. So may I ask again, what brings you to a village like this, or more specific, to a healer, Rakan?"
Rakans face showed shock as Iason mentioned his name. He knew he was popular within Ionia, but he wouldn't expect word of him to spread this far out of his tribe lands. Rakan thought for a few moments before he gathered the words that he had come here to say.
"My mate, Lhotlan like me, has been having very consistent episodes of dizziness and she has been throwing up the contents of her stomach often along side of some other problems." Rakan says, worry etched in his voice.
"I don't know what's wrong with her, and she continues to brush it off, saying it's just a stomach bug, but we don't get sick like that. It just worries me beyond belief."
Iason thinks for a moment, then reaches a hand out, placing it over the hands of the distressed Peacock, trying to calm his nerves.
"Bring her to me, and I will see what I can do." Iason says, offering Rakan a reassuring smile.
Rakan quickly stands up and looks at Iason, bowing once again even though he said it was unnecessary. Iason walks Rakan to the door and says his goodbyes, only for Rakan to promise to be back as soon as Xayah is up and about.
Without another look back, Rakan rushes to their cottage, determined to figure out what was wrong with his mate.
