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Truth and OathHerblore is an exact art, and Mama had drilled Santha with the basics of healing from a young age. It was not from want of her mother’s teachings that she had developed little to no aptitude or passion for the craft—a frivolous nature and penchant to do the least amount of work for the most gain had seen to that.
Nevertheless, Santha had picked up enough to appreciate the skill Madame Vorsha possessed. The Calig’s wounds were cleaned with salt, turmeric, and hot water and stitched shut, his cheeks and forearms sutured with catgut and salved with honey. Once his bruised and cracked ribs were bound, Vorsha placed a poultice of cleaver and yarrow to his side to stem the wound and aid healing.
All in all, it took them less than an hour with Santha assisting when directed.
