There are many names in history
but none of them are ours.
lilyspoise ♕ the typhoon ♕ budding flower ♕ tags
Well, Lil had been looking for a good opportunity to give some medicine lessons ever since it was assigned to her as her weekly task. Simply sitting there and lecturing people on herbs and their uses would be boring -- both to her and to them -- and she wanted her clanmates to actually know how to apply the knowledge. Using a prisoner as a test dummy was an option, but not only would that be herbs spent on some Sharkbait, but she didn't exactly want to just... harm someone. Sure, she could hold her own in a battle, and had no qualms with fighting against an enemy, but there was something about kicking someone when they were already down that just felt wrong.
It resonated too deeply with a life she'd parted with, and had no intentions of returning to.
After a bit of thinking which led to no answers, Lilyspoise decided to go out and try and gather some herbs. Sitting around trying to figure out an answer would just equate to her sitting around unless she actually managed to think of something, but if she was thinking and gathering, then at least she'd have accomplished something no matter what. So she'd grabbed her herb pouches, tying them to a rope necklace she'd dug up while looking for something to help her carry her belongings around. It was really just rope tied in such a way that she could carry bottles, but with a bit of string and some time, she'd made it so she could attach pouches as well.
Herb collecting went relatively smoothly-- she was only grabbing some basics, and with how many herbs the island had to provide it wasn't hard to find what she was looking for. The only bump in the road was a moment where she'd stumbled, too lost in her thoughts to notice the root in front of her, and managed to cut one of her forelegs on a stab of stone. Initially she was going to treat it with the herbs then and there, but then she realized that she could just treat it as a demo, so she simply continued to gather supplies, ignoring the pain along the way.
Finally making it back to camp, Lil quickly located some rocks she could put her supplies down on without risking them getting sand stuck in them. She'd noticed a few of her crew mates glancing over upon her arrival, which was normal because she wasn't trying to be mega quiet, but she was sure that the injury on her foreleg also garnered some attention, so she tried to use the opportunity to gather enough people to fulfill her weekly task.
"Um-- I'm giving a demo on how to treat basic cuts and scrapes, both because it's my weekly task, and because I need to treat this anyways." Lil called, being louder than normal to make sure others heard her. "It will be pretty quick, and this is good knowledge to have, so I'd appreciate any listening ears."