Completed Hunt for a Healer

[Orion Michaels]

Orion oocI think I’m just going to finish up my med stuff and call it good for Orion, if you don’t mind. It seems like the actual purpose of this thread kinda fell apart. :| Sorry for how long this is. And for how long it took me. Medical stuff is daunting sometimes. Lemme know if I went too far with assuming character actions. I’m really just trying to wrap this up, so I ended up concluding the entire thing. Lemme know if you want me to make changes. Thanks! Orion was thankful he'd brought his equipment with him and left it on the boat. Not that the doctor was a huge fan of a boat. He never felt on balance when on a seafaring vessel. Getting that she-Zith off the boat was a victory in its own, but now it was time to treat this patient. Medical bags in hand, he carefully made his way across the slippery stone which made up the area that was the docks. Enough time had passed since the injuries to that woman that Orion was unsure just how much he’d really be able to treat her. She’d only had the absolutely bare basics of treatment done by Kirvan, and for how serious the injuries were… “Alright, let’s get this taken care of,” Orion said as he returned to Kirvan and the injured half Zith. She was looking worse, if it was possible. I hope Zith or whatever this is can be healed by the same means as Humans. Orion had heard of people having reactions like rashes, swelling, or even something as bad as death from something that would have no negative effect on a different person. “I’m gonna start with the injuries around the ribs.” With that, Orion began his work. He would need to treat her up some before taking her to the Soothing Waters for better treatment than he could give her here. Taking small bottles from his kit he prepared to heal her as best he could. Angelica was the name of the day. One of the containers had a green plant with white flowers in it, dried and ready for use. Pulling out a small mortar and pestle, Orion added the herbs to the stone dish. Taking the other piece, he began to grind, grind, and grind, holding the bowl firmly as he turned the large flowers and plant matter slowly into a bunch of smaller pieces. When the plant was broken up, he was far from done. The scraping of the stone on stone was drowned in the gentle sound of water and cool wind, but there the doctor sat, using the tool to create a hopingly life giving powder. Powder did the plant become, and that’s what Orion needed to work with. Taking some bandages in hand, Orion unwound the protective fabric and prepared to work. The powder was added to the bottom of the bandage and he was ready to wind it around her. “Kirvan, if you would help by lifting her, I need to wrap her.” When he was helped, Orion began to cover the half Zith’s ribs, pulling the bandaging tight. “Sorry about that, but it’s for the better. We need to make sure your ribs heal naturally.” The next thing he needed to do was secure the arm. Once that was done they could move her the longer distance from the docks to the medical facility. Moving over to give the arm a good examination, Orion gingerly grabbed her wrist with one hand, supporting her shoulder with the other, and slowly moved it. There was severe bruising and discoloring around her forearm, suggesting at the least there was a fracture. The pain of his movement would only enforce this idea, but he needed to have the arm in a natural position lest it heal incorrectly. Orion noted her arm seemed lighter than most of the same size. In general the woman had been easier to move, to be honest. Perhaps it was related to her Zith blood? Orion had heard that full Zith were lighter for the sake of flight. Did a half Zith have to live with the weakness of the bones without the benefit of flight? He crossed the arm carefully over her chest, putting the hand on her opposite shoulder, forcing her to grip the fabric of her shirt. In any sort of bone injury it was vital to make sure bones, joints, and muscles were all in as natural of state as possible. In long term recovery one would regain full use of their body much easier if that was the case. So that meant a bent arm was better than a straight one, and a closed hand was better than an open one. With her arm in place he once again took the bandaging and began to wrap. Her arm needed to be held firmly in place as to prevent any further injury to the already severely wounded woman. Round and round the fabric went until Orion was finally content with the structure and solidness of his work. “Alright, Kirvan. This is as good as I want to try and do out here on the docks. Her most severe injuries are taken care of. I don’t know if there’s anything internal, so we’ll take her and get her to the Soothing Waters where we can get her fully treated. I might need to hand her off to a healer at this point. If there’s something that actually is internal, well, that’s far beyond my skill. The joys of magic, right?” He shook his head. It was all that he could do, so hopefully it would be enough. “If you would, help me get her there. We’ll need to carry her much like last time, but her arm is stable now, so it’ll be much easier to move her. Nice and steady.” Orion slipped his bags over his shoulder and got in position at her head. “Lemme know when you’re ready and we’ll be on our way.” When Kirvan stated his preparedness, the three would make their way to Orion’s place of work. The walk took considerably longer this time around, but once they finally arrive, the relief was visible on Orion’s face. She wasn’t nearly as light as she initially seemed. At least not over a long distance. I need to work out. A common thought which he never followed through on. After handing the she Zith off to the medical personnel at the Soothing Waters, Orion turned to Kirvan. “And that’s my part. Don’t know how you come across a woman like that, but I must say I’m quite impressed you picked her up. Most around these parts would see her and turn their noses. I did what I could for her, but I could tell her frame and build were just not quite the same as a human’s. Regardless, good on you. Got yourself a good heart there. I’m going to go get cleaned up, but if you ever find yourself in need of a doctor, you know where to find me.” With that, Orion gave the sailor a wave and turned to head into one of the back rooms of the bathhouse. A bath of his own was on tap for this day.

[Kirvan Deepseeker]

Kirvan hated this part, for it was the time when he felt most useless. Whenever any of his podmates got injured in a fight, he was always able to help in some way, maybe fetching stuff for Durk or applying pressure to a wound. Here, all he could do was just nothing - nothing. Kirvan, the brash bull-headed youth who rushed in without a plan, doing nothing. Even as Orion returned and explained what he was going to do, organizing his equipment so he could access it easier, Kirvan could only nod and stare uselessly. This was why he needed to learn to do something useful, medicine at the very least, so he wouldn't feel like such a waste of skin. After a few minutes of scraping away at his little bowl, turning a leaf into finely crushed powder, Orion said something that finally broke the svefra's feeling of uselessness. Relieved to finally do something active, Kirvan tentatively lifted Lireal up by her waist, careful to adjust his arms so that the doctor could wrap her ribs. Each complete revolution around her body and he had to adjust something, but he always applied a small amount of pressure on her back, trying to keep it even and constant so that she was not uncomfortable. That done, Orion moved on to her arms and Kirvan was once again left alone, thinking and doing absolutely nothing at all. It was infuriating, this sense of helplessness, a spectator in something important. He should learn some more about basic first aid at least, so that he could patch up battle wounds. Orion was positioning Lireal's arms in a specific way, crossed across her chest and her hands curled, but for what reason Kirvan could only guess. Fortunately, Orion had decided that was enough here. Thankful to be doing something again, he wrapped his arms back around Lireal's legged and hooded to Orion. Then, together, they lifted her and carried the injured woman back to where he'd first found the doctor, through the mase of passages and corridors. Orion was in the lad fortunately, so their progress was quick and before he knew it they were back at th Soothing Waters, handing her off to some other men who the svefra had not seen when he arrived. Turning back to Orion, Kirvan was suddenly assaulted with the man's simple yet honest praise, which he shrugged off easily. "She was hurt, I was there, I had a ship. Simple as that," he explained, nodding as the doctor told him he could visit again. "Believe me, if I'm near Syliras and need something patched up, you'll be one of the first to know." Nodding deeply, the question of pay had completely slipped Kirvan's mind, though Orion had already turned in for the day. Shrugging again, the svefra left the Soothing Waters and began making his way through the castle. Almost a bell later, Kirvan finally found his way back to the docks, by which time the stranger had already disappeared. Anger began seeping through to him again, but decided not to pursue the matter and hopped onto his casinor, grateful to finally get some rest after a long night of sailing. Tightening the main and jib halyards, he straightened the now raised sails and shoved off, untying his lines as the ship began to drift away. Then, resting his hand on the tiller, he decided onlooking for somewhere quiet to sleep, and began making his way out back to his home, the sea.

[Chevalier]

Kirvan

LORE

• Location: Port of Syliras
• Finding Healer in Syliras

EXPERIENCE

Skill	XP Earned
Sailing	1
Land Navigation	1
Running	1
Interrogation	1
Intimidation	1
Body Building	1
Rhetoric	1

Nekana

LORE

• Talking Out of Trouble

EXPERIENCE

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	1
Rhetoric	2

Orion

LORE

• Determining Ulterior Motives
• Talking it Out
• Treating a Half-Zith

EXPERIENCE

Skill	XP Earned
Interrogation	2
Leadership	2
Rhetoric	1
Medicine	2
Body Building	1
Herbalism	1

Lireal

LORE

• Being in Horrific Pain

EXPERIENCE

Skill	XP Earned
Intimidation	1

Storyteller Notes

Secret :

I find sometimes folks feel stuck or cornered in a thread due to their perception of being grievously injured or what have you. Remember you control the direction, and if you want to gain certain skills, make sure to take into consideration the amount of effort your character will have to contribute for them. There’s still a number of things you can do if you can’t move all that well, ranging from observations, to intimidations, to persuasions, etc. Just stuff to consider since I know, Lireal, you often felt ‘well I’m injured, so I can only do this much’ Make sure the thread is fun for you, and if it’s not and you need to work past the injuries a little bit, I won’t have a problem with it so that you can contribute and have a good time writing.