[ Zevran leans in enough to press his lips to Lucci's forehead before slipping back and away, pulling a rag from one of the lines strung in the room. He folds the corner over and pulls a vial from his desk. Unstoppers it and drops something that smells of honey and mint and a little elfroot on the fabric before offering that to Lucci.
His boy recognizes the smell well enough to pull that in to suck instead- silencing the wailing. It is not the best solution, but it helps. ]
His teeth are coming in- the ache wakes him in the night. Apparently you do not give infants rags soaked with brandy in the South as we do in Antiva.
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[ Zevran leans in enough to press his lips to Lucci's forehead before slipping back and away, pulling a rag from one of the lines strung in the room. He folds the corner over and pulls a vial from his desk. Unstoppers it and drops something that smells of honey and mint and a little elfroot on the fabric before offering that to Lucci.
His boy recognizes the smell well enough to pull that in to suck instead- silencing the wailing. It is not the best solution, but it helps. ]
His teeth are coming in- the ache wakes him in the night. Apparently you do not give infants rags soaked with brandy in the South as we do in Antiva.