![]() ![]() ![]() But when the rose plague begins to spread curiously and unexpectedly across the troop of imperial soldiers occupying her village, Zivah’s world must collide with those who would do her people harm.ĭespite her meticulous precautions, Zivah finds herself infected with the dreaded rose plague. Zivah’s place is in the hospital or at a bedside, where she can put her hands to good use. It is not her responsibility to dwell on the mindful arts of war and conquering. Wrapped up in the comforts of the new life that awaits her after graduation, the quiet chaos around her is none of her concern. ![]() She learned the reverence to be found at the feet of the Goddess the one who doles out the power of healing carefully and with great thought, and the one who had chosen to bestow Her gift upon the pretty village girl. Under the expert tutelage of her teachers of the class of master healers, Zivah learned how to weave simple herbs into complex potions that could bring the sick back from the brink of death. Having found her calling as a healer at an early age, she devoted her time and energy almost exclusively to the art of saving those around her. Zivah was considered one of the blessed ones. ![]()
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