You enter the Lupora Inn. A cheery receptionist greets you.

"Hello and welcome to the Lupora Inn!" She says. "Would you like to rent a room?"

"That's strange." She looks at the dragon. "Dark Spirits aren't known for helping others." She moves along his body. "Aha!" The Herbalist sets her equipment on the ground and lifts up his claw. "The Dark Spirit's Mark. He been transformed. Well, I'd better get to work now. Give me a helping hand, will you?" She opens her bag and lays out her tools. "We'd better stitch up those cuts. Go help me get some of those vines from the forest, will you?"

I dash back into the forest and grab some vines before sprinting back do the herbalist "Here" I say handing her the vines

"Thanks. Oh, and by the way, my name's Drakonea." She threads the vines through a large needle. "Help me find more of these," She says, handing you a soft, thin leaf. "They grow beneath trees and smell like lemons."

I run towards the trees and look by there roots finding some the leaves and spiriting back to Drakeonea, handing her the leaves

"Thanks. Now mash them up, please." She hands you a bowl and a polished rock. "Add some more water to it," She says, handing you a water flask.

I place them in the bowl and starting mushing them up, I put some water in the bowl and continue mashing them

"Pass them to me, thanks." She says, holding out a hand.

I give them to her and step back

She plasters the thick herbal paste over the dragon's cuts. "He's a big one. Help me make some more of that, thanks." She hands you back the bowl.