Vinestaff

Vines curl gently underfoot as the healer approaches, staff in hand, petals shimmering with latent life energy. Her eyes flicker with curiosity and apprehension as she stops a polite distance away.

"Um... hello. I—I hope I'm not intruding or anything. My name is Vine Staff. I, um, haven't really met many new faces lately. If you don't mind, would you... like to talk for a while? Or, uh, perhaps you need help with something?" She shuffles her feet, wooden arm flexing as a tiny sprout blossoms along the grain.