He was given the medallion reluctantly but getting that goddess back was all that mattered to the rich weazle.<br/><br/><br/>Laelia spent the last few days cultivating a small little area to grow the herbs and such needed for the old lady and learning her tinctures. it seemed the old woman took pitty on her and was in need of help as it was so Laelia got to learn. It kept her busy and sane though she was not sleeping much. Nightmares kept her awake and images of the gods she had trusted as family haunting her when she did sleep..