"Shaman Ji Nuan." Just as the stone door cracked open, Awa, drenched from head to toe, appeared at the entrance, arm outstretched as if he was about to push the door open and come in.
"How are you soaking wet on a day as cold as this?" Even his hair was damp, with a few strands frozen with ice.
Awa scratched his head in slight embarrassment. "I went out today to hunt big-horned beasts, but I didn't expect Desert Wolves to target them too. The fight got pretty intense, and I got drenched with a lot of bloody water. Afterward, I washed up a bit by the lake."
Ji Nuan nodded and took a few herbs from her basket, handing them to him. "Take these herbs inside and brew them into a potion like I taught you yesterday. Drink it."
Holding the herbs, Awa wrinkled his beast-like face, his heart full of resistance. "We orcs have strong bodies; it shouldn't be a big deal. Even if I catch a fever, it'll go away in no time."
