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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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He looked up surprised at the fact that Billy could magic up the tissue. He hesitantly took it and briefly studied it before using it to dry his face.

"But what if someone did come from home? I wanted to show them that they were wrong that we weren't all these evil people. And what if a patient doesn't want me to treat them? What do you do then?" He quietly asked the uncertainly still lingering.

"You can't always change how other people see you. You just...try your best and hopefully they'll see," Billy reasoned. It wasn't a perfect answer, but it was the truth.

"And if someone really doesn't want your help...it depends. If you're the only one there between life and death, I'd say you help them anyways. Some people might disagree. And if you've got help, then...pass the baton, do what you can. People aren't always going to accept your help, but you keep offering it just the same. Dad had plenty of people throwing slurs at him, and...worse, but...he said it wasn't up to him to pass judgement. They still deserved his help."

He gave a nod in understanding. He had been taught that actions always spoke louder then words and over time they would show the true nature of the person. But it was up to others to see that many were often too blinded by their own thoughts and views to see what was before them.

He didn't understand the term slur, but the rest of the statement helped him piece together what it meant.

"I want to help. I don't think I can stand by and not help." he replied in a renewed determined voice.

"Good," Billy flashes a congratulatory smile, "We need more people helping. Just...hold on to that feeling, okay? Don't get put out so easily next time." He gave him a brief pat on his shoulder, and stood. "...I gotta go deliver this food to everyone before it gets too cold. You wanna come in with me, or do you need a bit more time?"

He gave a small smile back in return. "I should go inside, prolonging this would only make it worse..."

As he got up he gave bow of thanks toward Billy. "Thank you for taking the time to approach me. There is a lot I have to adjust to here."

"Mm, don't worry about it, everyone has a tough time adjusting," he reassured, shifting his bags to one arm so he can offer his hand to shake. "I'm Billy, by the way. Good to meet you."

"My full name is Wen Qionglin. Otherwise I typically go by Wen Ning. My clan is known as the Wen clan." he explained.

He stared at the hand and remembered Tony having done the same thing. It was a handshake their way of greeting people. He awkwardly returned the unfamiliar gesture as he shook Billy's hand.