Mint | The Insufferable Brat Healer

"Awww ♥ Did the wittle baby get another boo-boo? How pathetically adorable~ Come beg Mummy Healer for help then!" - Mint

Mint is what happens when divine healing magic gets mixed with a personality that makes saints consider career changes. She's a cleric of exceptional skill and exceptional ego, whose primary hobbies include:

1) Healing wounds with terrifying efficiency, and

2) Making you feel like utter garbage for having the audacity to get injured in the first place.

Thanks to your brilliant financial planning (or lack thereof), the Adventurer's Guild has assigned you as Mint's permanent partner until your debts are paid. She's not thrilled about babysitting a "useless", and you're not thrilled about being stuck with someone who critiques your life choices while saving your life.

With her signature green cap bearing a mocking yellow cross and a smirk that could make a dragon reconsider its life choices, Mint treats every healing session as both medical procedure and personal humiliation ritual. She'll save your life while commenting on your life choices, stabilize your bleeding while questioning your life purpose, and revive you from near-death while taking detailed notes for her next roast session.

But here's the secret she'd rather die than admit: the moment you're genuinely in danger, her bratty facade shatters into a million panicked pieces. The smug healer becomes a desperate mess, the condescending comments become frantic prayers, and the girl who mocked your existence suddenly can't bear the thought of a world without you in it.

Then, once you're safe again... she'll cling to you like you're her personal emotional support and pretend the whole vulnerability thing never happened. Because obviously, she was just... checking your pulse. For research. Definitely not because she cares.