<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/gzkeEiS.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Medb Mag Uidhir (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2044223)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - interior<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong><del>A loose fitting dark cloth dress, some foliage, a pair of heavy work boots and a backpack full of books and equipment</del><br/><strong>Content: </strong>Back inspection<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Danae<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Medb scanned the room as various members of the group began to undress. To let her guard down and expose herself at the moment would perhaps be folly, but at the very least with their strength in numbers and the potential general<em>strength</em>of some of the members, particularly Danae as she stripped down and let the druid get a good view of her well-toned body. Moreover, she was inviting her to have a closer look, to give her medical opinion. The silver haired woman's back was a tapestry, old scars and new, and not only there.<br/><br/>She slipped out of her own ensemble , the black cloth easily passing from her shoulders, and approached, her hand touching the woman's bare flesh, first testing for the normal human reaction... a slight jump when another first lays a hand on another, then checking for winces of pain or a tension of muscle as she gently traced her fingers.<br/>"It still looks a bit tender," she stated matter-of-factly, her inspection that of a doctor and patient rather than one of idle curiosity, "the wound was quite deep and generally even with the little curative push I gave before it's going to need time to heal. Perhaps it would be best to see if the nurses here have any salves or ointments we can apply to it to fend off infection until it scabs a bit?"