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It was about noon as she was able to tell it. Sun was shining brightly, almost blinding the eyes. Chirping of the birds as well as rustle of leaves could be heard somewhere in the distance. Somewhere kids were laughing. Everything was blurry.
The road was dusty, unpaved, covered by gravel.
"Greetings sister." Male voice spoke but the speaker was too blurry to be recognized.
"Greetings! What brings a Sister in the Black to Teteroo?" Older female voice rang out somewhere on the left. Clearly sound of worry in it.
"Count Orglas?" The lady responded almost immediately. "Gosh, Is it his time? One truly never knows... Forgive me" The shadowy figure turns and leaves in a hurry.
The vision clears.
Ahead is white 2 story manor. One what you could expect of wealthy aristocracy to live. The road lead to the courtyard where various of servants are working. Young man on his 30s maybe is riding a horse. His attire shows that he is family of the count.
6 majestic decorative columns are lined on the front of the house. Each showing the coat of arms of the household. Sword, rose and gemstone.

The door opens and surrounding changes into a lavish library.
Everything is clear and detailed now.
The smell of the books. Dozen of animal heads hanging on the wall. Green wall papers amidst of the tall bookshelves. Painting of a beautiful lady dressed in silver. And a man. Bit over 50 years old, no grayed hair. Brown eyes, strong jawline with minimal beard, shaven as it seems. Dressed in white and blue coat with matching pants. Gold signet ring on his right hand.

Second look into his face showed unusual redness on his eyes. Also she now noticed small black dots on his skin around the neck.

With a gasp Vanessa is awake on her bed.
That was a dream. Goddess have given her a new mission. House Orglas of Teteroo. That's one week long trip away from Pars where she currently was.

She sat up on her bed and stretched, the cabin that she lived in by herself was small, but she liked it that way. She rose from her beds warm embrace and made her way a closet where she kept clothes and the Plague Doctor outfit she wore almost everyday, this day was no different, she put on the many articles of clothing but didnt put on the mask just yet, she started packing a few small bags with simple items and food, but the last bag she picked up made a clinking sound of glass on glass, this is where she kept her work, vials filled with poisons and toxins, and healing as well. Before she left her cat jump onto the chair by the door and looked up at her, she smiled and scratched it behind the ear with on long res nail

“No Esmerelda, you can not come this time…”


The cat meowed and stalked off. Finally, she lifted the mask and slipped it over her head and set off on her new mission

Her track lead through the small town she was living and which was usually her primary source of livelihood.

The Black Brothers and Sisters code prohibited them for asking a fee or compensation for their services. Instead they accepted donations and offerings to the Goddess. Many also maintained a garden both for food and medicines.

People also approached them for blessings where they offered something in exchange.
If offering was food or other natural consumable the brother or sister then buried 10% of the offering to the ground and was permitted to keep rest. Concretical items, money and such they could have entirely.

It was also well known fact that the Goddess loved the offerings that contained something to be buried. And bestowed her blessings by the heart and nature of one who asked and what they donated. Many people had learned hard way that you can trick the Black sisters but never the Goddess and if you try instead of blessing you may get a curse.

The code and tradition for blessins ensured that Vanessa even though possibly never could be rich but neither never had to suffer poverty or hunger. It was unclear to her why Goddess picked certain individuals to certain missions even there were closer ones, but her guess was that it was something to do with the offerings or actual skills of the sister or brother.
If any of them met a sick or injured person they were, usually, expected to give their help or if they see that its not possible then give last rite and prayer for the soul. Same goes if they found someone already dead.

Vanessa had made her way almost through the town when young boy around age of 9 approached her.
"Black Sister! My brother have hurt his leg and cannot walk. Could you help him please."
Vanessa was able to see couple of years younger boy sitting on the ground holding his right ankle.

She looked down at the boy with a smile, though he could not see it behind the mask

“Awww, well that just wont do will it? C’mon kid. I’ll see what i can do”

She approached the boy and knelt down next to him, she reaches down and tenintivly touched his leg

“How did you do this?”


She hoped it was just a sprain or a twist

As she touched the hurt leg her spirit sense activated.

She was able to feel through her hand the hurt leg.
Luckily there was just sprain. The grass showed footprints of running and moist spot where the boy had lost his footing, slipped and twist his ankle.

It was painful but should fully recover. If given certain salve the pain could be numbed and bit of force from Goddess the recovery time would be greatly reduced.

"Will he be ok?" The worried brother asked.

“Yes he will be, just make sure he stays off it for about a week, and be carful while playing ok?”

She smiled again, she liked children and was always willing to help them, no matter the issue

“And if this happens again, come see me, but ill be gone for a bit, mabye a few weeks ok?”

"Thank you sister" The child smiled. "I'll be careful"

With a help of his brother he got up and started to limp towards their house.

The brother picked a pouch somewhere from his clothes and placed it on her

"Mom baked this bread yesterday for us. You can have it. Mom always says that if we are good for black sister the good will return." He smiled and rushed after his brother to help him.