The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

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Built into the cliffs overlooking the Suvan Sea, Riverfall resides on the edge of grasslands of Cyphrus where the Bluevein River plunges off the plain and cascades down to the inland sea below. Home of the Akalak, Riverfall is a self-supporting city populated by devoted warriors. [Riverfall Codex]

The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Kavala on April 20th, 2010, 5:18 pm

Kavala stood at the filthy mare's shoulder, muddy hand on her neck, as the woman seemed to communicate with the animal in some silent unspoken manner. She ran her hand down the line of the mare's back disregarding the mud, sighing softly as she felt the mare's pain and understood that some of her bones weren't aligned the way they actually should be. The cuts were superficial except for the gash on the rump, but Kavala could only deal with that when the mare was clean.

The Konti healer lifted her head, focused her eyes on Caelum, and smiled slightly. "Thank you. I ... couldn't have done this alone. He's got a big heart, but a small stature." Kavala said, nodding to the fierce little strider stallion that stood placidly beside the larger windrunner. If Caelum didn't know better, he'd swore the buckskin wore a slightly smug expression.

"I've a barn and lots of warm mash if you want to follow through with your promise to her. I'm not much of a cook, but there's wholesome food there as well and a place to rest for the night if you've none."
She added. Glancing back up at the mare, she began removing the ropes she'd carefully put in place, freeing Caelums first so he could recoil the muddy mess. She then removed hers and rewove it into a halter that fit securely across the mare's head. Then she deftly swung aboard the muddy animal, opting to ride the exhausted mare rather than the clean buckskin who didn't seem to mind the change in status.

"There's a falls on the way home that goes immediately into the sea. We need to stop by there first and clean up so I can dress her wounds at home without all this mud. You can help if you'd like."
Kavala offered, riding the mare with only the halter. The Konti's slight weight wasn't much, and with her clothing and things still packed on Windsong, she opted to wear only the mud coating and foundations she still had on until they could get cleaner. Mud was mud, and it stained linen horribly.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Caelum on April 22nd, 2010, 12:08 am

Thick clumps of mud clung to his legs, his arms, streaking down the impossible height of his cheekbones. The drizzle was doing a decent job of making it worse, and he squinted through it up at the Konti while considering her offer. A scarred palm slid up Vega's weary neck, and the truth was that he was more weary than his Windrunner. It was a weariness that reached beyond the burn of muscles, the insomnia that kept him from nightmares and dreams. It went beneath the bone, down to the soul.

He sighed and allowed that expression to slide into a smile. Two goddesses in one season, and seven long years before nothing. Nothing, nameless nothing. What is slavery? The child had asked him. He remembered his response, bitter and rattling, just as he could remember his real name, a brightling star pulsing in his mind yet out of reach of his tongue. They erase your name, and they put you in chains. He thought about the scars he had seen on her back.

"All right, thanks. I'll be joining you then."

Decided, he swung up into the saddle, mud squelching. He started to reach for his jacket, but then realized it would be a poor idea. Luckily, the weather was warmed considerably since winter's fangs had retracted from the world. It was old habit that had him reining in Vega to follow behind Kavala's buckskin, to guard her back as they made their way to safer climes. Besides, even smeared in mud, she was an easy creature to watch, to focus on rather than other, darker things.

His right hand burned with a goddess' notice.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Kavala on April 23rd, 2010, 5:40 pm

ImageThere was something about the stranger - the fallen chosen of a deity - that seemed to infuse the very air around him with a weary sadness. Kavala was tired, from the mud and the stress of Vinka's misadventures, but her state was not something a long nights sleep and a decent meal would fix. Even worn down in spirit, the Konti only needed to go work her horses or play with the new foals to find a way to smile. For the man that followed her, it seemed somehow more complex, as if his worries went deeper.

Kavala opened her heart to the windrunner he rode. She had no talent for reading people, but animals were as easy to judge and communicate silently with as breathing. Kavala's mother had claimed Kavala was a sister to Caiyha's creatures, while her own sister Akela could only related to blades. Kavala never understood how a Konti could warm to cold iron so much easier than spirit bound by flesh. Her attention flicked back to the Windrunner as she directed her sensitive empathy behind her. The horse was well cared for and loyal to the man. Kavala knew it because she could feel the animals worry. It seemed to validate her own suspicions and made her linger on the scars she'd seen on him.

He hadn't had it easy.

Life wasn't easy. The Konti knew it first hand. But she held no resentment for those that had not been touched by violence. The world was a violent place. People made mistakes - did foolish things - paid the price for their lack of vigilance. If one's senses were lulled for a single moment - or they became distracted - life would eliminate them as unfit to live it. Kavala knew it. She hated it. But there was nothing she could do about it.

The Konti steered the horses past the mud bog and out onto the ridgework. It was hilly here, headed back to Sanctuary, and there were a dozen pathways to take to lead to the open fields outside the city. She took a narrow one, closer to the sea than most liked, but took it confidently. The trail grew rocky and a bit steep, but the view was amazing. The Suvan Sea stretched out below, licking the base of cliffs that stretched out beneath them. There was a narrow strip of beach, but the tide was in and most of it had been swallowed whole. Spring was never kind to Riverfall in the way of currents... further into the summer five or six times more land would be exposed to the sun beneath them.

They rounded a corner and the waterfall Kavala had spoken of cascaded off the hill above and immersed the trail in a sheet of water that passed through a narrow pool and then off the edge some twenty feet distant. Caelum and his mount could opt to wade through the pool which was only ankle deep on his windrunner as Windsong opted to do. Kavala, however, steered Vinka directly into the falls. The mare tossed her head, pawed at the water, but after an even firmer request by her ride, stepped forward. Kav sat back slightly, halting the mare under the spray, and let the fall do the rest of the work. It was only a narrow sheen of water, but with the Konti urging the mare forward one step at a time, and then halting her, the mud was slowly rinsed off the flesh of the Zavian, turning the pool Windsong had traversed into a muddy mess.

It was obvious Vinka caught on to what Kavala was doing, because she eventually started walking forward incredibly slowly. Mud washed off revealed a black mare - not the brown one would have assumed - with a riot of white peppering her rear like stars filling the sky. They lingered overly long on the gash on the mare's rump, with the Konti half twisted around to study the wound as the water revealed it mudfree. Kavala didn't miss out on the bath either, and though both were soon absolutely drenched they looked relatively mud-free. It was then, once everyone had passed either through the falls or to the side of it... that she urged the tired mare into trot that ate up the ground a bit faster.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Caelum on April 23rd, 2010, 6:12 pm

Water splashed up as Caelum swung down from Vega's back at the edge of the waterfall's pool. It splattered like diamonds in the murky light, catching sharp shards of color to blaze against the sky for the barest of instants. They were not unlike falling stars.

He dismounted in order to swiftly unload Vega's tack, tossing it to the ground with dull thumps and aching muscles; but it freed the Windrunner to delicately pluck her way into the water and then into the thin rush of it's descent. The mare tossed her head, shaking and shivering like a cat, but there was an air of delight to the horse's antic.

Caelum gave a light slap to her rump, squinting up at Kavala and watching the horse emerge from the mud beneath her. The image caused him to think of caterpillars and cocoons, of the freedom of flight. He jerked his shirt over his head, filthy as it was, and carried it with him directly beneath the roar of the waterfall, head tilting back and eyes squeezing shut.

Scar tissue slicked down the breadth of his back, a sheet of silvered skin amidst all that was otherwise golden. It was the result of either one, disastrous flogging or multiple and many. Whip marks licked over his shoulders, stretching tongues of old pain about his ribcage and vanished into the waistband of his pants that were getting as thoroughly soaked as the rest of him.

He, however, was not thinking about scars anymore. He was slowly clenching and unfurling his right hand as if, perhaps, worried that the notice of a goddess would wash away with the water, melt him down into the sea he had shattered long years ago in his descent.

Finally, he walked out of the fall, shaking himself rather in the same manner Vega had, and a grin startled itself across his face until he was beaming at Kavala. It was a terribly rare expression.

Slowly, primarily due to the weariness that seemed to plague them all, he reloaded all the possessions he owned in the world back onto Vega, double checking a particular pocket of a saddlebag to assure himself of the unmolested state of the papers there. Mounting back up, he found himself following a Konti again.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Kavala on April 26th, 2010, 2:56 am

She noted the smile right away and it gave her pause. It softened his harsh features - as surreal as they seemed to her eyes who were not used to the Ethaefal - and made him almost handsome even in his strangeness. Kavala smiled slightly, glad that he could feel happiness even after what he must have gone through. His face though, was lined with harsh lines, not those commonly left from smiles, so she made the memory of it stand in her face so if the expression was one that did not linger, she would remember it anyhow.

And she couldn't help but smile back at him. Rak'keli forgive her... she matched his smile and nodded an understanding. It was good to be clean. It felt good to be alive. Three souls at the small falls understood that in that very instant. They headed for Sanctuary at a trot that was by and large easier on the mare with her gashed thigh.

Kavala lead Caelum along the pathways at the top of the cliffs that boardered Riverfall. The city itself was still a bit distant though there was settled land roughly about. They passed a road that lead down the cliffs - large enough to drive a wagon down - and then came out next to a huge field that boardered what looked like a low slung set of buildings of a single story and a two story building that faced the sea. Kavala headed towards it, passing horses grazing in the pasture. The horses lifted their heads, whickered at the visitors, and paced along the fence-line following them. Windsong, the little buckskin stallion greeted a few of them with a snort and a bit of headtossing - though Caleum could tell the mares were wholly unimpressed. The road followed the line of fencing until taking them past the building proper. There was a similar pasture beyond the building looking to be equal to the one they just rode along. It took had horses enjoying the chilled spring day.

Kavala turned into the carriage path that lead to a large gate. She swung off the mare, pushed one half of the gate open, and allowed the loose horses and the solo rider to pass beyond. It was then that Caelum realized the buildings were all connected. Though not built for security, Kavala closed the gates securely behind the horses, leading them deeper into an enormous courtyard. It held a riding arena, a small round pen, a burn pit and what looked to be the beginnings of a forge. A dry fountain - in disrepair - greeted them just inside the gates. Caelum could see that it was a building that was one story on three sides - one of those sides being gated - with a fourth side being a large two story building. It was open to the sky in the middle, the courtyard even, while the two 'wings' facing north and south were actual stable blocks. The western building held the gate and what looked like living arrangements while the two story building in the east faced the sea and looked to be... some sort of clinic. He could tell because the open double doors revealed what could only be a clinical lab complete with an examination table and a series of cupboards.

A veranda to the right held a large table, hearth, and gathering area. It was covered. To the left there was what appeared to be an open bathing chamber large enough for the horses to walk in but holding a people sized stone bath as well.

Kavala lead them forward, stripped off Windsong's tack and put him in a loose box stall. She then tied the mare to a sturdy rail along the stable block and opened a second stall for Caelum. "Vega can rest here. There's hay and grain already laid out for the night, though we'll give them both more later when I feed everyone else at the normal time. If you need a place to stay there's an empty guest room to the left of the gate. It's clean and so too is the sheets on the bed. I'll give you a quick tour after we take care of her, no?" Kavala said, then dashed in a hurried fashion that somehow seemed not hurried at all.

She was back in a moment - a medical kit and surgical pack in her hands. A table stood conveniently behind the hitching post where Vinka was tied and Kavala laid her equipment out. "So, would you like to get settled while I handle this? The bath chamber has hot water from the cistern in the roof and the grain room next door has a mash you can mix for Vega. Or you can help with this if you'd like. I've got a lot of sewing and cleaning scrapes to do." She said, giving the stranger a choice to help or not.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Caelum on May 2nd, 2010, 9:49 pm

The property was taken in silently, gazed upon with weary eyes that wondered at the sprawl of land, the collection of buildings, and what it might be to have a place again. Twice since his fall he had settled, the first a cottage in the Talederas, the solitary scientist willfully cutting himself off from the world that had become alien. The second time had been in Zeltiva, city of scholars and shipwrights, with his brightling girl and an antique book shop that filled what hours love and healing had not. It had helped fill the gaps in his soul as well.

Vega was relieved of her tack and released into the loose box stall with a promise of a thorough rub down and hot mash soon. The windrunner whickered at him before burying her nose in the grain with a huff. It left an ironic smile on Caelum's face as he stepped back out into the corridor, making a swiftly, visual inspection of both Vinka and her Konti savior.

The idea of bed was a siren, but he ignored it. He had been far more tired, far more hungry, and certainly far more injured in the past and continued on. This was nothing, truly, and so yanked the last clean shirt he had out of one of the saddlebags he had dumped against the wall to tug it over his head. Squatting down, he began to dig for his healing kit.

"I'll lend you a hand with Vinka there, if that's alright with you," he offered, woodsmoke and autumn leaves even in this spring rainfall. "Two sets of hands will help it go faster, which means we'll all have our time to relax sooner."

He hesitated, kit in hand, and shoved back up to his feet. A loose hipped gait brought him close, allowing him to peer down at Kavala's medical equipment.

"Thank you, for the offer a room."
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Kavala on May 3rd, 2010, 1:37 am

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She was glad for the help, truth be told. It had been a long day and one that would prove longer still as the evening passed. There were chores to do - but she could get to them later for sure. "There will be an evening meal too so you don't have to go to bed hungry. And you can use the bath as you need too." Kavala said softly, her azure gaze on the mare even as she spoke softly to Caleum.

Truth be told she didn't know what to think of him and didn't want to stare. He had an otherworldly look to himself that made her WANT to stare. She wanted to reach out and stroke his horns to see if they were real. And she wanted to touch his skin to see if it really was dusted with gold that would flake off like the shimmer on a butterflies wings. But she wouldn't. The Konti had too much politeness in her and too much wariness of strangers to actually follow through on her curiosity. So she focused on Vinka and let the stranger be. He seemed to need it.

But, if he'd let her, she'd launder his things while he slept, for sure. She couldn't help it. Kavala was a caretaker and the truth was Caleum seemed to be yet another one of those lost creatures that needed a rest and a little food and care before going on his way once more.

It was the way of the world. Mizahar was full of those that were seekers. She could tell Caleum was someone who had weight on his shoulders and pain in his heart. The Konti couldn't help wondering about it. Curious, she almost spoke of it, before her focus returned to the mare.

"Will you start on her far side? I normally go from front hooves up the legs across the neck shoulders and face, down the back, down the belly, and across the hind quarters, to the back legs and hooves... finally tail. I don't like to ... deal with the big things first without getting the whole picture."
The Konti said softly. She laid out a container from her kit that was a liniment that soothed stained and even damaged muscles. Kavala lifted up Vinka's right hoof and studied the frog, digging out a stone and moving on to the ankle and knee as she bent and ran her hands up the animals limb. At the shoulder she paused, switched out the liniment and wiped her hands. She took an antiseptic cream made of woundease and blueseal and wiped at a deeper scratch deciding that it didn't need stitches. There was relatively no dirt on the mare since they both rinsed off, but Kavala was still careful.

After a moment, moving up the mare's neck after inspecting her shoulder and elbow, she glanced under the black neck to look at Caelum. "Did.. something happen to you? You seem... different than most people I've met." Kavala said softly. Her tone seemed to imply that if he didn't answer her, she wouldn't pry. But she truthfully was curious about him... and if there was anything she could do.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Caelum on May 3rd, 2010, 2:45 am

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Caelum folded his lanky frame into a crouch on Vinka's far side, a wordless murmur escaping him in an attempt to ease the horse to his presence. It was vaguely musical, as if a murmur could possess an accent and that accent be of no corporeal language. A well scarred hand rested lightly against Vinka's leg, patient while allowing the horse to become accustomed to his touch, and he considered Kavala's words. Yet above the giant's blood depths of those thoughts floated a physician's interior lists and he reached for his kit, fishing out a solution of treated and distilled seaweed that had been mixed into an ointment. The Opal Order healer from whom he had learned the process years ago had referred to is an iodine solution, something Caelum understood to be a scientific term for a chemical sea weed was naturally loaded with. Spread into a horse's frog, it would assist in preventing the over drying that mud rot could cause and thus keep the hoof from turning brittle.

After digging muck free of Vinka's hoof, he spread the ointment deep within the crevice. Wordlessly, the small container of ointment was slid to Kavala for application on Vinka's other fore-hoof and he carefully worked his way up the muscled leg. Long, calloused fingers gently felt the lay of muscle and bone, testing for swelling or strain. He made use of Kavala's liniment on a few minor scrapes before breath hissed through his teeth at the sight of a deeper cut just above and behind the horse's knee joint.

It was not until he was reaching for his needle, for his carbolic wash and sterilized cat gut, that he broke the silence. Clove oil, he thought, even while speaking, to help numb the wound before he began stitching.

"A man I knew, years ago, once told me that he did not want to become something that had happened to me. It's a strange phrase, isn't it? I think he meant he did not want to harm me, and it was his excuse to walk away like he did. We spoke earlier about damage, how the weak use the damage the world has done them to justify themselves, how the strong strive to do what is right despite the amount and degree of damage they have suffered."

He paused, the sharp scent of the clove oil in his nostrils, and watched for a moment the way the light shone in Kavala's pale hair. It cause him to think of his impression, of butterflies and nets and skies so blue they could break your soul, when he had first met her eyes. He was rambling, he realized, which was out of character for him. He felt sometimes as if he had been muted all of his life -- a life a mere seven years in length the way he considered it -- and knew it was out of defense. Though he often shoved people away out of self defense, he shoved them away in an attempt to protect them sometimes too. He was afraid of the black hole eclipsing inside of him.

He dipped the needle in carbolic and begun to string it.

"A lot of things have happened to me, around me. What I wonder is in what way you think I'm different from other people," and that had him frowning a bit, eyes narrowing with concentration on the job before him. Reaching up one hand to rest against the powerful expanse of the horse's chest, he listened to the deep metronome of Vinka's heart, letting it soothe the both of them for a little while. Once he was satisfied they were both braced, he began the swift, deft process of stitching. This particular cut would only require a few.

"I don't know if my experiences have been so different from anyone else's," he said finally, words soft, the thin film of fatigue that had little to do with the body coating his words. "You yourself, you've been enslaved." Like a ghost, he could feel again her fingers whispering across the scars on his wrist, the feel of the misting rain on his face as the fear ebbed from her own. "There is that. That's something that has happened to both of us."

And for this odd hour of the world, it felt almost as if they were neither of them alone because of it. Truth or an hopeful lie, he horded the feeling away in the same manner in which he horded sanity, saving it for the times he would need it the most.
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The Healer's Dilemma (Caelum/Open)

Postby Kavala on June 1st, 2010, 4:06 pm

ImageShe didn't answer him, not immediately. Kavala couldn't decide - as she ran her hands over the mare's body - if he didn't truly want to be considered different or if he somehow found it offensive. "I am unused to the Ethaefal. You seem strange and heartbreaking to me. I've met only one other and he was very similar. Taith seemed lost... very lost... and like he'd received the biggest rejection of his life. I suspect he'll most likely never get over it, not completely, no matter how long he walks the world. I get a similar impression from you, be it true or not." She said simply, at long last, her eyes meeting his briefly over the curve of Vinka's back.

She paused there, to address a series of scrapes near the horse's withers. Rather than using medicine though, she laid her palms flat and invoked her gnosis to sooth over the abraded skin and chase the bruising away from the mare's shoulder. There was minor scrapes on the mare's stomach, and a rather large gash on her hock. Kavala applied ointment to the hock wound, but decided stitching wouldn't hold there due to the nature of the joint's movement. The best she could do was keep it clean and then keep an eye on it to make sure nothing else was wrong. The gash on the rump though, required more intervention. Catgut suture came out while tender fingers probed the inside of the wound, causing the mare to flinch. Kavala's touch could sterilize the gash along with the gut, so she wasn't concerned with using anything - especially anything that would burn. But what she did coat the wound with was a plant extract called numbflower. She wanted the skin dulled so when she pierced it with the needle repeatedly to run the cat gut through, the mare wouldn't feel the need to protest. So once heavily coated, Kavala started stitching up the gash on Vinka's rump, her words soft to the healer on the mare's other side.

"I mean no offense. It is just that in all the races within the world, yours is unique in so many ways. You are cut off, isolated, and in many ways outcast. That makes you different. Tragic. But it makes me think too that because your people are so special that they have a special purpose here on Mizahar. Each and ever one of you that I have met have been incredibly gifted. Taith too was a healer." Kavala interjected quietly.

When they were done, Vinka was placed in a stall with thick hay, warm mash and a great deal of fresh water. Stall confinement was recommended for the next few days while she recovered, so Kavala made sure to take extra care with her. Calium, however, was given the tour of the facility, quietly fed, and then sent to bed in the guest quarters where she let him sleep his fill. And for helping her with Vinka, he wasn't charged even a single copper for his stay or the meal. Kavala found the company interesting, answered his questions, and gladly gave him anything he needed in the way of provisions for his horse before he departed to continue whatever personal quest he was on.

She hoped he'd be back.

NoteSince your leaving the site indefinitely, I just ended the thread. i figured we could have another one if you'd like when or if you returned. Thanks for writing with me.

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  • This pc has a Konti Gift of Animal Empathy. She has a superpower from a Riverfall city event that allows animals of all sorts and Kelvics (in kelvic form) to speak clear understandable Common around her.
  • Kavala is a Konti but was raised in the Drykas culture so her accent is entirely Pavi though she can speak Common, Pavi, and Tukant well. She's only conversational in Kontinese.
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