Varrelle looked out of the flap of her tent when she heard someone coming. The soft padding of feet didn't sound like a soldier, so she relaxed a bit. She wondered if it might not be the old woman. Yes.....that must be it. The padding was coming closer. Suddenly, a shriveled face peeked into the tent and cackled, "Here I am deary. Ready to have a nice chat?”
Varrelle had to smile. One thing had to be admitted; the old woman had a peculiar style that made her appealing.
"Now is this how you treat your guests?" the old woman asked.
"I'm sorry Grandmother." Varrelle said respectfully.
"Deary, I'm not that old. You can call me Sheera." the old woman said, in a falsely offended voice.
"Alright Sheera, what do you know about me, and why am I important to you?”
“Well aren’t you Miss Hospitality. If you must know, I’m going to play a very big role in your life. You have a talent. Stronger than mine even, and I didn’t think anyone would have that. You are an oddity, and even though you are stronger than I am, I can teach you some very important things that you are going to want to know. Do you want me to explain?”
“Ummmmmm…………. OK.” Varrelle managed to say, surprise overwhelming her. “Well first off, let me give you an example of how I can help you. Remember healing that boy? Well you fainted after that. Why? Because you used up your store of power. Even though you are powerful, you need to learn control, and build your powers. If you had been properly trained, you wouldn’t have been allowed to do something that big until you had built up your powers. You would do small things. Like make a feather float in the air. Even if those kinds of things don’t fall under your powers, anyone can do that. Beyond that, you would start healing small things. Obviously healing is one of your gifts. SO, you would maybe have a mouse with a scratch on it, and you would heal the scratch. You would move on to bigger things. Large birds, cats, dogs, until eventually, you would be able to heal a human with worse wounds than that boy you took care of without blinking, much less\n fainting.” “But G- Sheera, I DON”T have powers. I’m serious. Please don’t make accusations that aren’t true!” Varrelle said reluctantly, wishing she had the powers that Sheera said she did. “Fine then, deny it, but you know deep down that it’s true. At least let me come every night, and I can teach you about herbs. OK? That’s the least you can do deary.” Sheera said slyly. “Alright\n Sheera. Just at night though.” Varrelle said. ",1]
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“Ummmmmm…………. OK.” Varrelle managed to say, surprise overwhelming her.
“Well first off, let me give you an example of how I can help you. Remember healing that boy? Well you fainted after that. Why? Because you used up your store of power. Even though you are powerful, you need to learn control, and build your powers. If you had been properly trained, you wouldn’t have been allowed to do something that big until you had built up your powers. You would do small things. Like make a feather float in the air. Even if those kinds of things don’t fall under your powers, anyone can do that. Beyond that, you would start healing small things. Obviously healing is one of your gifts. SO, you would maybe have a mouse with a scratch on it, and you would heal the scratch. You would move on to bigger things. Large birds, cats, dogs, until eventually, you would be able to heal a human with worse wounds than that boy you took care of without blinking, much less fainting.”
“But G- Sheera, I DON”T have powers. I’m serious. Please don’t make accusations that aren’t true!” Varrelle said reluctantly, wishing she had the powers that Sheera said she did.
“Fine then, deny it, but you know deep down that it’s true. At least let me come every night, and I can teach you about herbs. OK? That’s the least you can do deary.” Sheera said slyly.
“Alright Sheera. Just at night though.” Varrelle said.
“That will work for me.” Sheera said. After a few cups of tea, Sheera left, leaving a very confused Varrelle behind her. When Nat and Dyl came 10 minutes after Sheera had left asking questions, Varrelle politely told them that she couldn’t talk that night, but that in the morning she would explain. When Nat and Dyl complained, she shoved them\n out into the crisp night air, and prepared to go to bed. As she lay there on her mat, she wondered what was going to happed the next night.