Being a physician, that's what she called it. But in truth, I only cured some people, nothing more than that. At least, that's how I saw it.
The beastmen were already strong—strong enough that their bodies healed faster than any tincture or salve I could ever prepare. Most of them didn't even need me. Still, there were always a few… those without a family to lean on, those who didn't know where to go when the pain didn't fade.
And for them, I wanted to create a place. Not a grand hospital, not a busy clinic buzzing with people. Just a home. A corner in this wide world where the wounded—whether in body or in heart—could rest without fear. A space where someone would sit by them, listen, and say, "You're not alone."
