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WHO: Wen Ning and everyone
WHERE: Main part of the city or the woods
WHAT: Exploring the land and collecting plants used for healing purposes.
WHEN: Current
WARNINGS: None at the moment will update when necessary

Wen Ning was starting to understand the layout of the land better and the city. He managed to even make a few connections. Things were starting to look promising, but he still couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness and not knowing anything in this foreign land. He had never left far from home like this before. For the millionth time since his arrival, he wished his sister was here with him. It felt strange not being with her.

With his temporarily made bag, Wen Ning continued to pick up various plants that could be used for medicine and healing. There were many plants he wasn't too familiar with and there were some that he knew. However, based on the knowledge he had he managed to pick up the ones he felt were safe. He hoped someone here could tell him what they were.

For the most part he kept to himself silently observing everyone and gaining information that way. When he did venture into the crowds he made sure to be polite and cause any trouble. Only gathering information or providing the little bit of information he had.

He had been told there was a hospital here, and he wanted to go find that place. Perhaps, he could lend them his knowledge and help this way. He tried to make sure his black and maroon robes were presentable. They were starting to look worn and had dirt stains and tears. Hanging at his waist was his sword as well. It would have to do. He asked people for the direction of the hospital and where he could find a place to stay. He only hoped they would take him in and if what he knew would be beneficial for them.

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"I will do my best," Wen Ning replied in earnest as he accepted the mug of tea.

"I'm from China, but not the China I think Tony Stark thinks it seems to be. It's an older China? The people I'm with we have a particular magic that we call it cultivating. There are various sects/clans that know this magic. This separates us from the regular people. We deal with spirits, demons, and the undead and work to put them at rest.

I was beginning to learn to cultivate before I arrived here. But my strength is with healing. That is where my heart lies."

China. Yes, Jon has assumed something among those lines. The mention of magic, however, earns his interest.

"Do you use your magic for healing as well?" He wonders, taking a sip of his own tea. The herbs are already a good start and Jon has intended to ask about them and their specific uses, but potentially useful magic is nothing he will simply dismiss.

"I'm unfortunately just learning to cultivate and my sister believes I am not ready to heal with it yet. She can heal with using her cultivation, but she's also at a higher level." Wen Ning replied with a frown.

"I have to be careful when I cultivate because it can drain my energy easily. It's never going to be something I am strong with. I work with plants, roots, oils, powders, acupuncture and acupressure when I heal. I apologize that I can't use my own magic to heal."

Wen Ning took a pause to enjoy the tea. It was different from what he was used to, but enjoyable. "What brought you to help at the hospital?"

"No need to apologize." Jon says with a short shake of his head "But being unfamiliar with what exactly cultivating means, I was curious. If you ask me, then acupuncture and acupressure are a form of magic on their own." The last bit is said with a little smile.

The Archivist takes a moment to look into his mug, then he shrugs "I wanted to make myself useful. Then I upset the one person actually capable of healing people."

At least Jon seemed to know about acupuncture and acupressure. That relieved Wen Ning a bit. He just needed to make the needles since he had none on him when he arrived.

"Perhaps in time that person may come back..." Wen Ning replied even though he didn't know the situation. He just hoped that things might turn around eventually. The hospital needed more capable people.

"Regardless, you are making an effort to help those who need it. That is better then standing by and not doing anything."

And Jon agrees that the hospital is in need of more capable personnel. Unfortunately he doesn't consider himself as very capable. Not for this.

"I don't know if he will. But... We will see." And it just might depend on how Sansa'a attempt at mediating between him and Altair goes.

"Even if he does, I feel you are a much better addition to this place than I am. My place is with the library nearby."

He gave a nod in understanding and quietly hoped that the dispute would be amended in time.

"I appreciate your support. Only I would wait to judge my skills when you see what I can do. I don't wish to disappoint people." Wen Ning replied somewhat embarrassed. He was used to his own clan looking down upon him and now a stranger was giving him support.

"Has there been a lot of activity here that required the need of the hospital?"

"Luckily it hasn't been overly busy. For weeks all we did was clean out rooms and make sure we are prepared for emergencies." Jon explains and reaches over to the box currently serving as a table to knock on it "And as you can see a lot is still improvised. Not a lot of the furniture is left in good enough shape. And the machines? Obviously not meant to be used on humans." Which makes the data point rather useless.

Jon nods into the general direction of the reception desk "I have... Started making charts. Of human and Chiss anatomy. To give us some orientation. It's obviously easier with healers around that can simply use magic but... We can hardly let ourselves depend on them."