With two sets of hands to juggle the influx of supplies and a Mer to help translate those things coming from underwater, Sohalia and Hadama were able to catch up once more. "Do not be," the mermanta rumbled quietly to the Heart's apology. "You are here. It is enough." In the desperate wake of so much tragedy every hand mattered, and even mistakes could be better than no help at all. The pressure made things far harder than they would have been otherwise but slowly, slowly they started to get ahead of the demand for supplies from the medics spread across the island.
Melita and Edmund were the faces that many would remember when they thought back to the disaster and recalled their rescuers. Determined and tireless, they saved many who might not have been reached in time otherwise. Melita's lived experience helped to guide her, while Edmund's familiarity with the coast around the clinic helped him pinpoint those collapsed structures most likely to contain people. And all the while various Mer swam back to shore with humans who had been dragged out to sea with the retreating waves, bringing the wounded in for treatment beneath the tattered flag.
There came a momentary lull in the rescues, and a bat Attuned fluttered down to speak with Hadama before going back to scouting. The King turned once more to his staunchest helpers as Edmund and Melita returned at the same time with more survivors, and he beckoned an older man over to take over the task of sorting the supplies so Sohalia would be free as well.
"The Court of Stars still stands," he rumbled. "So should the Fountain. Go. Please. Bring back as much of the healing water as you can carry." On wings or paws or the fleetest feet in all of Torchline, he trusted those three to travel the swiftest. "Do not wait for the doctors. Administer it as soon as you return." When seconds mattered, the Mastered Healing might make the difference between a life-threatening wound and a lethal one.
Round 4: Get to the Court of Stars to fill whatever you can with healing water from the fountain and distribute it among the wounded!
This is the last full round, so take as many trips as you need.
Melita and Edmund were the faces that many would remember when they thought back to the disaster and recalled their rescuers. Determined and tireless, they saved many who might not have been reached in time otherwise. Melita's lived experience helped to guide her, while Edmund's familiarity with the coast around the clinic helped him pinpoint those collapsed structures most likely to contain people. And all the while various Mer swam back to shore with humans who had been dragged out to sea with the retreating waves, bringing the wounded in for treatment beneath the tattered flag.
There came a momentary lull in the rescues, and a bat Attuned fluttered down to speak with Hadama before going back to scouting. The King turned once more to his staunchest helpers as Edmund and Melita returned at the same time with more survivors, and he beckoned an older man over to take over the task of sorting the supplies so Sohalia would be free as well.
"The Court of Stars still stands," he rumbled. "So should the Fountain. Go. Please. Bring back as much of the healing water as you can carry." On wings or paws or the fleetest feet in all of Torchline, he trusted those three to travel the swiftest. "Do not wait for the doctors. Administer it as soon as you return." When seconds mattered, the Mastered Healing might make the difference between a life-threatening wound and a lethal one.
Round 4: Get to the Court of Stars to fill whatever you can with healing water from the fountain and distribute it among the wounded!
This is the last full round, so take as many trips as you need.
