<span style="color: teal">Seeing the door open, Jarvan straightened himself. "Actually, I came believing you might want some aid. I noticed the coffin which was brought by those men earlier, and well, over the past years I have gathered quite the collection of herbs to tend to wounds and the like. Might I come in and aid you in any way I can? <br/><br/>Also, I believe you were at the inn, correct? Kell had glanced at you prior to our little contest, which I ended winning not in a fashion I would have wished, but now everyone there will have a round of drinks, and the hungry on the streets will be able to have some food for the night."<br/><br/>Jarvan could glance into the building and saw the table and the coffin farther in. He did not want to intrude unless given permission, especially because of the respect he had for healers. Back in the gypsy camp there were few healers, and they treated the entire group. They were also the ones who discovered Jarvan's unusual trait..</span>