And So It Begins

~ Sypha ~

 

-- She had wandered much, meeting those she would where she would, offering herbs and healing as she could along the way. It was in her blood, the third generation of herbalist healer though much to her mother's grumbling she had no also taken to midwifing. So, in travels her path led her to Rungardvik and it was there at a table in the long hall she told some of her tale. - "Hallo! I am Sypha Finnandi, so named for my mother's notice of me even as a child for finding things without even trying. My mother, Gundra, in her day was well renowned for her midwifery and healing abilities with herbs and old ways. The local Jarl after raiding would send his men to her homestead to be tended if she could not come to his hall. My father? I never knew him and my mother would speak none of him nor would other villagers who knew him. Always a sad look but no words. Still, my mother was glad for my coming, so she says. I looked some like him, red hair like his, tall like him, and it was all she would say of him. From infancy I learned herbs, 'no-no' herbs not to touch, and 'good-eat' that were tasty as mints and such. I learned mushrooms and mosses and lichens later and before I was a woman I, too, was sought after as my mother for healing. She was glad for it, for she could go off midwifing and leave me behind to make healing things for those who came. A busy life, but good"...

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