Sohalia
The infirmary was much as Sohalia had expected: an ordered sort of chaos that whisked away supplies as soon as they were deposited. Fortunately, Soh had spent time in Torchline helping with such things, and had long since stopped vomiting whenever she was around the seriously injured or the dead. It didn't stop her stomach from rolling, though, but at least she was able to swallow down the nausea and focus on how she could best be of help. Which was decidedly not being sick.
It was just hard - she was young, naive, and unused to such violence, and seeing people in pain and beyond help had taken its toll on her. She wasn't sure if she'd ever sleep soundly again, without the moans and praying and begging of the injured echoing in her mind. Maybe that was the price she paid for having emerged from tragedy unscathed. Perhaps this was how the world ensured that none of them went without nightmares.
The Greatwood, she would agree, was not a priority. From what little she'd heard, few people remained in the area aside from the Fae, and though she would be happy to help them if she could, there were areas in far more urgent need. As Soh carried supplies into the infirmary, depositing her loads before immediately returning for another, she said, "What are you most in need of here? If Stormbreak can send anything - supplies, or people - we will be happy to do so. And to Torchline, as well."
It was just hard - she was young, naive, and unused to such violence, and seeing people in pain and beyond help had taken its toll on her. She wasn't sure if she'd ever sleep soundly again, without the moans and praying and begging of the injured echoing in her mind. Maybe that was the price she paid for having emerged from tragedy unscathed. Perhaps this was how the world ensured that none of them went without nightmares.
The Greatwood, she would agree, was not a priority. From what little she'd heard, few people remained in the area aside from the Fae, and though she would be happy to help them if she could, there were areas in far more urgent need. As Soh carried supplies into the infirmary, depositing her loads before immediately returning for another, she said, "What are you most in need of here? If Stormbreak can send anything - supplies, or people - we will be happy to do so. And to Torchline, as well."
