Niniel heard the commotion and instantly forgot about Hapman, the ale, and her nervousness. She reached into her belt pouch for the herbs that she always carried in case of emergency. Too many people solved a theft with a knife for her not to know something of first aid.
"Um, excuse me? I--I have some herbs that might help." She offered the dried leaves hesitantly, wondering if her help would be accepted. That gash looked very bad and had a putrid smell that Niniel associated with infection. Since no one waved her away, but neither did they seem to hear her, Niniel approached the innkeeper and asked for some hot water and clean cloths, which Aman gladly gave her. Niniel steeped the leaves in the water and bathed a cloth in the now sweetsmelling liquid. Once again she approached the hobbits and the stranger, this time carrying her treated water with her. She offered the soaked cloth to the taller hobbit and retreated to her corner. She watched the proceedings and prayed that the woman would be all right.
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