Teddybear

Kivvien wandered about, observing the various books and notes that littered every corner of the cottage.

Many hours past with Kivvien toiling away at the salve. The sun went down and he had to cast a spell to illuminate the room, so as not to get ...

"Just stay out of the way."

Kivvien sighed. "At least try to clear paths between the rooms." It was really just something to keep him busy.

Kivvien glanced up to see Hironymus picking through the mess, not truly cleaning any particular area. "Were you taught to clean, Hieronymus?"

Kivvien returned to his work, chopping, grinding, combining ingredients with a spell or two in between to ensure they bound together correctly.

Kivvien stiffened. "Do try to clean this place while I work," he said to get the thing off of him.

"If I am correct, yes."

"It may take a few hours for the salve to settle properly before it can be applied, but he will be awake again before tomorrow."

Kivvien soon had everything he needed, miraculously, gathered and a space on a table cleared in which to prepare the ingredients.

Kivvien moved to gather the rest of the supplies he would need. Various herbs and tools which could be used to make a salve that could conduct the spell he ...

Kivvien sighed. "Just boil some water. I'll do what I can."

Kivvien approched the figure, hopping out of the way of a rt that scurried underfoot. This was disgusting, undignified, unprofessional, just horrific. He could not imagine a single use for ...

Kivvien wrinkled his nose at the mess and stepped carefully around the mess to the door, which he opened and followed Hieronymus inside.

He took it and unlocked the door with some difficulty, pushing the door open on its squeaking hinges and stepping into the musty room. He blinked the dust from his ...