Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 1.3 Bannihar
She accepted his offered hand and climbed back into 'the risen' with an indignant grunt, "alright." she relented, "but i'm getting some salves and ointments ready just in case." "iskiy."
“Sweet Justice: A Khajiit’s Revenge” A Story Inspired by Elder Scroll’s IV: Oblivion
One day as brother marcus was tending to the nearby herb garden that was the source of the chapels healing agents and salves, a lone khajiit was walking up the road coming from the providence of elsywer.
RedTails : Tiger Tiger Burning Bright Chapter 01 - The Tiger and the Hawk
"this is what is known as unicorn salve. as you are most likely aware, a unicorn's horn is capable of healing even the most grevious of wounds.
Memory and Desire
She shook her head and left him for a roll of bandages and a jar of yellowish salve. "it's going to hurt now," she said miserably. she stood slumped and helpless and wept again.
The Brother's Swiftbreath - Chapter 4
"it was the work of whatever was in that salve" karion responded firmly and quickly, cutting the other druid off as her own cheeks blushed under that white fur coat.
Hope from the Embers
Something about the sixth set the nurse off, as ted moved around the patient prepping him with special salves the patient's eyes followed him oddly.
The Road Ahead - Chapter 3
He could feel her beginning to shake beneath him and in a moment of panic almost slipped with the tool but caught himself at the last moment, finishing the work and applying a nano salve to the remainder of the wounds.
Gladiators
"salve militum," the young man said softly. "salve dominus! we brought the gladiator that his father ordered us," the soldiers said, circling the barbarian in a semicircle. "excellent work!
Journey for Espers - Chapter 1
A tall salve maker sat on a stump nearby, her silver hair up in a large ponytail, clawed hands folded in her lap. unsurprisingly she still wore her lacy garb of the salve maker instead of more protective armor.
Of Gryphons and Direwolves
Legionaire stumbled on a hind paw on his way to the saddlebags, his paws outstretched, ready to fumble for ointments and healing salve. there were no saddlebags weighing shy's back.
The Truffle Hunters
Pulling away, she dabbed a blob of salve on the end of his muzzle and rubbed it in. "what about my other delicate bits?" he angled his hips forwards. "they're never exposed to the air! or to a bath! now get back to work!"
For the Love of the Chieftain
"you can thank our great chieftain," verna smiled, "he's the one who developed this healing salve." "he's quite the wonderworker," nameless cooed happily as verna began to massage the salve into his muscled back. "he is indeed.