Being brought in to serve as a student healer had not been the man's intention, yet here he was. It was true he had a knack when it came to plants and contacting spirits, but it was nothing to be awed at, and something he surely wasn’t a master in. Viktor had been a bit skeptical at first, fearing he would be stuck as a student healer, unable to perform any other task that occurred within the realm outside of the healing department. Much to his approval, he could fight and act like any normal member in addition to his duties. It was a nice surprise that helped shape his answer. That had been a few days ago and now he was starting to finally settle in. Picking out a house to claim as his own had been a challenge, but the brown male had found a nice and cozy little cottage located rather close to the center of the camp.
The door to his home was wide open, the sweet smell of plants and herbs flowing out. A small and worn 'welcome' sign was placed outside of the door, a nice addition he had been gifted. Viktor could be found inside, dusting, cleaning, and organizing his new place. It was quite a mess that agitated his allergies. Sweeping out the last of the dirt with his bushy tail, the male took a seat outside of his door, trying to rid his paw of stubborn cobweb. Yawning and then clearing his throat, the man spoke, "My name is Viktor and I'm one of th' new student healers, or I guess a canon here. If any of ya got any cuts or whatnot, I’m sure I could help out a bit."