Calina had never been interested in anything medical. She had attended a few herb trainings, one that petered out after a while and left her with only the vaguest idea of what to do when somebody was injured. She knew poppy seeds, cobweb, and marigold were all good for minor injuries. But what did one do when there was a broken bone? Somebody not breathing? What if somebody fainted, or if they had an injured eye? You couldn't slap cobwebs on any of those ailments. Valerian's recent return, with him wounded in ways that Calina could not begin to comprehend the solutions for, had sparked a begrudging interest in medical treatment in Calina. She had always thought being a doctor would be either boring or depressing and in no way did she want to take the position of Spiritcaller, but she did want to know how to help her clanmates.
Lucky for her, she had recently wandered down into the catacombs and found numerous volumes on botanical remedies and whatnot. She was sure there was also medical information in them besides merely plants, and so she had dragged a bagful of them up to her little, haphazard stone shack and dropped them on the ground. The Duskguard began dragging them out and lining the books up, her eyes focusing briefly on each title. She was so grateful that she was nearsighted rather than farsighted, otherwise she would be incapable of reading and the books would be useless.