Isla
this won't hurt a bit Word had spread through the Sanctuary like wildfire. One monster. Four combatants. Two captains down. Well, ex-captains technically, but old habits were hard to break. The infirmary was still in its early stages, but after meeting an alchemist and fashioning something that roughly resembled a fraction of her equipment back in Northaven, Isla felt a little more confident. Which was good, because with the arrival of Roana and Ronin, she had her work cut out for her. The urge to panic and call for any reinforcements necessary was quickly stifled - more hands would make clumsy work, right now. Roana was the most immediate emergency, or so she had assumed, and Isla had set to work quickly to operate, stop the bleeding and close the lacerations. That in itself took her until sunset - by which time the other captain, it seemed, was getting worse. It was at that point that Isla found the jagged fang still embedded in one of the wounds - wounds that were inflamed and had caused a mighty fever to rage through the former baron. She took the tooth away for further examination - for now, though, the only thing they could do was ride it out and search desperately for anything to cleanse the bite wound. |
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the Remedy
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11-15-2018, 10:06 PM
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11-16-2018, 08:07 PM
Roana would have warned Isla that her fellow ex-captain was in more danger than herself. Roana would have insisted that her fellow ex-captain receive care first. All things she would have done…had she not been delirious with blood loss by the time she reached the infirmary. The fact that she was still on her feet when she got there was a surprise in and of itself. By the time she was laid down so Isla could do her work she promptly passed out – a blessing in disguise since getting stitches with no anesthetic is unbearably painful.
When she regained consciousness, Roana was pale as a ghost and felt nauseous, completely broken out into a cold sweat. Extreme blood loss would do that to a person. Her brow furrowed and she tried to sit up, gasping in pain as the newly repaired wounds tugged. Immediately she flopped back down on her back, turning her head to look at Isla and Ronin. “W-what?” she was confused, and unsure where she was. Everything felt muddled. Ronin the White Knight
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{This fulfils Ronin\'s obligation to have his next thread be with a healer.} Everything felt muddled, and Ronin could relate. He'd been alright, sort of, getting away from the Spire. His shoulder stung like a bitch and it was bleeding profusely, but he hadn't been nearly disembowelled so he still considered Roana a more urgent case. Something he pointed out to those at the infirmary when they arrived, which probably didn't help his own case in the long run. He still felt muzzy and dizzy and altogether not good, but he put it down to what had happened. Then, of course, they got a good look at his shoulder, and hoo-boy he was in trouble. So much trouble, in fact, that he didn't even realise it any more. By the time Roana awoke he would be very much on the opposite end of consciousness, prone in the cot next to hers (the curtain had been drawn back at Ronin's insistence - he didn't like the idea of being in a box). He was deathly pale beneath the flush of fever, shirtless with a heavy bandage covering his shoulder. At the sound of his fellow soldier's voice, however, he groaned and stirred ever so slightly, opening bloodshot eyes to peer dazedly around the place. Hey... he mumbled to her. the Nightingale
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11-28-2018, 01:27 PM
Phoebe had been left with her three nephews while Roana had been trying to set up the settlement. Or help with it. They had no real structure yet. With survival as the main need, formal political structures were falling by the wayside. But when Roana didn't return on time she got worried. So the young midwife packed up the three five year olds and went out to look for her.
That was when she heard that the two former Captain's had been taken to the infirmary with grave injuries. Phoebe felt her stomach flip and headed there immediately. "Boys, sit here and do not move." She told the triplets upon arrival in a very stern tone. The boys nodded trying to peer into the room with wide worried eyes. Phoebe rushed in, rolling her sleeves up as she did so. She didn't recognize the woman tending them, but she seemed to know what she was doing. "How can I help?" She asked, not quite sure the extent of the damage yet. "I'm a midwife, I can do some of the basics." Blood didn't bother her. Stitches she could do in her sleep. Literally keeping someone alive during a physically traumatic time was her skillset. Whatever was instructed she would set to immediately. Isla the Remedy
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11-28-2018, 07:12 PM
Roana’s brow furrowed as an unfamiliar woman spoke to her. She was trying to place her face to no avail. Alas, it was unnecessary. The woman introduced herself and that was enough to satisfy her curiosity. She tried to think…did she remember this? Slowly but surely the events of the previous afternoon came back to her. The spire. The terrifyingly powerful beast. She nodded, then looked at Ronin again. “Hey.” She said weakly as concern crossed her features. “How’s your arm? Did it burn off like your sleeve?” she asked. She was worried for her fellow soldier. “It was toxic.” You didn’t need to see the fang if you had been there to know some sort of poison was in its bite. She had seen exactly what it did to Ronin’s arm.
Then Phoebe arrived. Roana looked and saw her boys peering in from the doorway with wide glassy eyes. It was scary for kids that small to see their parents hurt – parents were invincible at that age. “It’s okay boys, momma is okay.” She said to them as assuringly as she could…but she was covered in her own blood, unable to sit up in bed. You could pull the wool over a child’s eyes sometimes, but some realities were impossible to hide. “Phoebe is really talented.” She told Isla, vouching for her sister in law’s abilities to help. Ronin the White Knight
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11-29-2018, 07:22 PM
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There was far too much talking going on in the room, and Ronin was finding it difficult to separate the voices into sentences and sense. He drew in a long, shaky breath and let it out again, closing his eyes once more so he could try to gather together the ribbons of his thoughts. The Spire... someone had mentioned the Spire... Suddenly, unbidden, the creature sprung to life in his head and his eyes snapped back open, chest heaving. "Hn?" Roana's voice made it through that time, Ronin turning his head (and regretting it instantly because oh boy did that hurt) enough to see the bandages that covered his bicep and forearm. He wiggled his fingers experimentally. "Arm's still there," he mumbled. "Doesn't feel great though. How're you?" He felt too hot. Or too cold? He didn't bloody know. the Nightingale
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11-29-2018, 07:40 PM
the Remedy
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11-29-2018, 08:35 PM
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11-29-2018, 09:13 PM
the White Knight
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12-01-2018, 04:25 PM
R O N I N
So focused on trying to stay focused for any length of time, Ronin didn't even realise that Phoebe was there until she was by his side. At which point she performed some sort of witchcraft that soothed the burning in his head, though that in itself made him feel dozy and sleepy. Blinking up at her as he settled back in the bed, he offered a lopsided smile. "Phoebe," he repeated. "Good to meet you. I'd introduce myself but you already seem to have it down." He'd have winked or joked or been his usual charming self, but honestly he felt wretched. It was enough to just lie there and exist right now. His brow furrowed at Phoebe's questions, and he glanced up at her. "Well, it hurt like a bitch," he said frankly. "Though I'm not sure I ought to discuss it in great detail. The creature is... it isn't one I'd wish for you to have to even imagine," he said. the Nightingale
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12-01-2018, 11:59 PM
the Remedy
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