09-11-2018, 06:12 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana;"]Gabriel had been many things in his life. A brother, a mafioso, a warlord, and even- briefly- a healer. Though it hadn't been his best skill, his time spend in isolation had brought him a lot of free time to teach himself and learn from others about herbs. When someone only had themselves to look out for them, first aid was most definitely a must-have. And ever since the serval had gotten half of his face ripped off, he was much less skilled in combat than he used to be. A worthy opponent, but less fearsome than before.
Thus, Gabriel thought that giving this a try wouldn't hurt. He knew quite a few things about plants and their uses- poisons too- and figured it would be doing The Pitt more of a service than being blindsided by Rosebloods. The serval approached on uneasy feet, lithe form moving slowly to sit beside of Essie. "I'd be interested," he stated plainly, realizing vaguely that he still smelled like his morning smoke.
Thus, Gabriel thought that giving this a try wouldn't hurt. He knew quite a few things about plants and their uses- poisons too- and figured it would be doing The Pitt more of a service than being blindsided by Rosebloods. The serval approached on uneasy feet, lithe form moving slowly to sit beside of Essie. "I'd be interested," he stated plainly, realizing vaguely that he still smelled like his morning smoke.
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