Reading his expression, Mr. Herst shook his head in a sad manner. "Don't think on it too much, dear boy." Closing his eyes for a brief moment, he went on in the most common of the Drunish languages. "There's nobody around. Why not practice your speech?"
"Okay," smiled Alistar, who followed suit by switching languages. "So you're a part of the Felian tribe! What affinity did you guys have?"
"It might surprise you to hear that we share the same affinity for healing magics. During the Inverted Wars, my people were pivotal to saving the lives of the countless wounded soldiers that the conflicts created. We healed anybody that was injured, regardless of which side they were on."
"Do you know any healing spells?" Despite the fact that he had inherited his mother's affinity for the healing arts, Alistar had only learned the most basic mending spell at this point. "Can you teach me one?"
"One day, perhaps. For now, just follow your teacher's instructions like you have been."
