Completed Making a Miracle Happen

[Ricky Maze]

Making a Miracle Happen
Summer 32nd, 12th Bell
Location: Somewhere in Syliras

Note :

This thread is a continuation from Ricky's entrance; found here.

Rest. T'ank de Gods fer rest. Ricky thought to himself as the customs of exhaustion demanded for it, the need to lie down and sleep for an age had never felt so desired up until this point and even then, they had yet to reach their destination just yet. Though they were bound for it they had to at least pause and take a moment to catch their breath, thus Ricky had found himself on the ground against the wall as though he'd almost lost his consciousness completely. He could hear Telion's voice speak to him but he was too tired to zone in on it, he was lost in the wonderful feeling of the cool stone against his back and head, all while he could feel sweat pour down the grime that covered his face. She didn't want to rest just yet but she in turn knew that pushing Ricky further wasn't likely to help any, they were so close now and so just a few chimes spent on catching breath shouldn't bring any harm. Or so they thought.

He could feel her hands on him, on his shoulder and then on his face. Off and on she would try to gently pat his cheek a couple of times, hopeful that his stirs would turn to a rouse that would awaken him once more. "Ricky," The soft tone of her voice lulled in, "Ricky, don't fall asleep Ricky. We're too close now for you to go napping on me." He would've chuckled then, only the slight raise in his eyebrows showed her that he was still partially there. Deja-petchin-vu. He thought as he remembered a situation like this before, only that was when he had a cutlass stabbed into his shoulder. His eyes cracked as he could see that beautiful face, the wonderful glow of his beloved's presence before him as she took out the rag Ricky had to keep in his pocket. That rag which was one white had been stained a complete red from the amount of nosebleeds he suffered during this trip, now it seems he was having another one seeing as how she started to dab it over his lips and under his nose.

He could feel it then, warmth that he thought was sweat was in fact blood. He was hot and somewhat parched, and needed to find a bed to collapse in for the remainder of the day. His head felt ready to burst and his body felt ready to fall out from under him, no longer willing to respond as it demanded to have the rest it deserved. Was he a frail man? No! Was he weakened by his condition? Oh yes indeed! So why now? After all the fighting he did with himself just to get here, why did he suddenly feel like giving it all up now just for the sake of an afternoon nap? Gotta... keep movin. Easier said than done of course, Telion had to keep with making sure he remained awake although the color in his cheeks started to fade. He definitely started to look a little sickly now, and felt that he would be on the verge of it too seeing as how his exhaustion made the world spin.

"Ricky please! We have to keep moving, you heard what Hannah said didn't you?!" She nudged him further until at last his head shook, eyes shot fully open as he clutched at the bangs of his hair. Pain. Rapid harsh pain that practically split his skull in two, this time he felt sure that's what happened because this was by far the worst it'd been. It was enough to make him tear up and practically cry about, all while his wife did her best to comfort him and help make it more bearable. She started with gentle shushes that hardly did anything, but then she moved onto the next idea she thought would help him. One that had been successful time and time again seeing as how it always reminded him of home, and the little one she always sang it to before they were to go to bed.

"Come sail on the tides o' weary sailor,
come sail on the gentle waters o' love.
Where the shores o' home are waitin',
where I will be waitin' for you, my sailor my little dove.
Come in and leave your thoughts at the door,
come and sit with me at the table.
Leave all but your dreams and your love behind,
and tell me your greatest fable."

Her voice was so gentle, so soft when she sang to him. She didn't have the voice of an angel but by the Gods every time he heard her sing that song, Ricky remembered where he came from and who it was always sung for back at home. Home. Where Martin was waiting, where he no doubt eagerly wanted to see his parents again. Both parents too, not just the mother that gave birth to him. The painful pressure that built in his head lightened a little and the tension in his body loosened some, until at last he seemed to be calm once more. He was certainly aroused now, ready to get this painful bitch healed before anymore flares would occur. His nose continued to bleed of course but he was wide awake once more, and now that he was Telion had all the more reason to urge him up. "You'll be okay Ricky, now come on!" She nudged for him to stand and though it took a chime, he finally found the ability to stand once more. His legs felt like jelly and what was worse was that some parts of his body felt numb, whether it was from the exhaustion or illness though he wasn't sure.

"Where 're we 'eaded again?" He inquired as he tried to remember where they were, of course he wasn't exactly all to familiar with the Syliras street plans.

"The Soothing Waters Rick, we can't wait anymore. We have to get you there. Now." She reiterated as she took his hand, she was determined to lead him there even if that meant she had to find it. There were a few times where she had to ask for directions from the locals, but in turn they soon found the right place they needed to be.

[Radiant]

Ivis Balak was just minding his business as well, working as the receptionist and organizer of the soothing waters, he had just directed an injured squire, muscles straining from swinging his sword too much, then a couple of patrons interested in a massage session, it seemed today would be just another ordinary day. The calm man then raised his head from the parchment he was writing, smiling softly at the famous figure that just entered the Soothing Waters, also smiling back at him, "Good afternoon, Lady Sil."

The person in question was Sil'ria, Priestess of Rak'keli and one of the most prominent Konti healers in Syliras, marked thrice by the Goddess of Healing, nothing save from the most grievous of fatal wounds could not be healed by her, her gentle demeanor and compassion attracted patrons from far and wide just to see her, naturally, she was famous in the Knighthood, in her hands, countless previous lives of wounded Knights had been saved, the Konti was an important figure in Syliras and it was said she's close friends with Ama, the Kelvic guardian of the Bronze Woods, and Kaylana Natra, Konti Seer and confidant of Loren Dyres.

The Konti wore her usual white robe and hat, carrying a walking stick with her, not just for show though, for it doubles as her quarterstaff for... self-defense purposes, her beauty and reputation also carried some unsavory figures wishing to see her, if they thought the delicate Priestess was defenseless, then they would find the blunt end of her staff pounding heavily on their chest before knights storming in to take them to the Tank. "Good afternoon, Ivis, how's today?" She greeted the receptionist as usual.

"Oh, good enough, just another ordinary day."

"I see, well then, I will be in my post, just tell me if anyone needs me, okay?"

"Of course, Milady." And thus, the priestess elegantly walked off to her usual post in the healing massage section along with the other healers, while Ivis, turned his head back at the entrance, watching.

[Ricky Maze]

Oh their days would definitely seem normal, as they no doubt had the same usual routine to go by with everyday. How often did one walk in with an illness so serious, a condition so deadly that it required the work of a Priestess alone to heal? Surely those occasions had to be marked because they weren't common, but even so they weren't the worst things one could expect to find. For Ricky though it was by far his worst near death experience yet, as the other times he'd faced impending doom he'd come to find chances to spit at death herself in the face. Though... that didn't probably sit well with her to begin with. Maybe that's why this time she'd try to eliminate him differently, toy with him while his mind remained poison by the workings of a sickness so fierce that it literally addled one's own sanity.

Enter the couple.

First Telion would seem to be trying to help make sure Ricky could stand on his own, the feeling in his legs all but gone as both exhaustion and sickness demand he go no further. Alas it was too late, they had made it. Their destination had been met, and it was high time they did the one thing it would take, the one act that would once again allow Ricky to avoid death a third time. It was time to make a miracle happen, and that could only be done with one who knew how to work miracles every day. Aoren's words, the fact he specifically suggested this woman, that alone became the beacon of hope the couple had strode for upon arriving here.

Now it was left up to Telion to do the talking, while her good husband made sure he wouldn't fall to the floor. Without further ado Telion would quickly approach the man that had watched the entrance, no doubt surprised to find that a woman so little compared to the one she aided had managed to aid him in getting here. "Excuse me, I need to see a healer. A Priestess by the name of..." The woman's concern merged with a deep thought at the recollection of the name, though it didn't take very long to recall the only hope that would save her beloved. "Sil'ria, Lady Sil'ria!"

She was urgent in her approach which would no doubt anticipate that this was an emergency, an important situation that had to be tended to lest the complications involved only grow worse. "Its my husband, he's developed an illness in his head. One that's killing him slowly, please you have to help him!" She pleaded desperately like all women would do for their loved ones, her concern ever more present when she looked to see that Ricky had to prop himself against the wall of the room.

So... petchin... tired..... He was ready to give up now, ready to collapse into that wonderful sleep he needed. Though that sleep could very well be the one that would put him six feet under, hence why he struggled to stay awake for his beloved. Telion had worried enough for one day, if he could just make it to this priestess that could save him, then sure enough he could find himself able to rest. He hoped.

[Radiant]

"Hmmm?" Ivis raised his head from the desk he was writing to see a pair of man and woman stumbling towards him, from the looks of it, the man was obviously in a very bad shape, blood trickling down from his nose, his eyes were empty, and every muscles in his body looked like they were about to give up, well, he came to the right place. Ivis had dealt with injured people all his life since his parent was also a receptionist in the Soothing Waters, the sight of a stumbling bleeding man carried by another was a very casual and normal thing according to him.

Of course, the woman was the one who talked to him, the man could barely move, let alone speak, Ivis calmly regarded the woman, if there was one thing about being a receptionist of Syliras' center of healing was that you could not get carried away by panic and hurry or any negative emotion that came from seeing a sick or dying person, "Well, you are in luck, Lady Sil was just heading to her post, since your husband looks like he's in an emergency, you can go ahead and go there, he pointed to his right, leading to a door, the payment would be eight gold mizas, but we can handle that later, tend to your husband first." Ivis spoke in a neutral tone, he picked up a small bell then ring it.

On his cue, a female nurse came by to help Ricky walk to the medical massage room, specifically to Sil'ria's private room. "Come with me, Sir." As the woman took Ricky to Sil'ria, Ivis directed his attention back at Telion, "You can go with him or you can stay here and arrange the paperwork, I still need his name, for archiving purposes of course." Whatever Telion chose, Ivis would calmly go back to his work.

It was about a chime later that Ricky would find himself laying on a comfortable bed in a room with marble walls and sweet scent of incense, beside him, he could see the nurse talking with a pale blond-haired woman wearing white clothing, her face and hands were adorned with shimmering scales and her fingers had webbed skin between them, then the nurse left the room, leaving Ricky and the Konti alone.

The woman approached the dying man, "I am Sil'ria, you will be in my care today," The priestess didn't wait for Ricky's reply, her medical expertise told her this man hadn't much left in him, her webbed hands immediately went to his head, rubbing it, to his face, then to his neck, she checked the blood that was dripping from his nose, "I can sense no fracture in your skull, so it must not be a concussion or broken bones, it must be... something else, the brain perhaps?" Sil'ria thought out loud, then she placed both of her palms to Ricky's scalp again, "Lay still and let Rak'keli's powers flow through you..." A faint glow of blue could be seen from the Konti's hands, then... gradually, slowly, Ricky could feel his suffering, exhaustion, and drowsiness washed away by Priestess' touch.

"Hmmm... Not done yet?" The Konti looked curious, usually a normal illness would be healed by now, but even after five ticks, Ricky still looked sick though his condition did improve, "I see, it's more severe than I thought, well then, Rak'keli must have blessed me and you today, our meeting is not a coincidence." Focusing all of gnosis' power, Sil'ria closed her eyes as she muttered a prayer to the Goddess of Healing, the glow in her hands went brighter, knitting back Ricky's body, one step at a time.

Due to the severity of his illness, Sil'ria would take some time to completely heal the man.

[Ricky Maze]

The relief that overcame them couldn't have been any greater when the good fellow knew good and well how important of an emergency this had become. The blonde sincerely dipped her head forward in a swift bow while she showed her sincerest appreciation. "Thank you! Oh Goddess thank you!" She managed to say in between sudden quivers. The fact they had finally made it before it was too late was a little surreal at first, but then Telion could actually find herself able to relax when she'd seen a nurse come in to help Ricky move along to the room. Though this would normally be the part where she filled out the information they needed, her pardon for doing it later granted her the assurance to see that her husband reached this priestess safely.

Ricky himself couldn't quite recall what exactly transpired though, for all he knew he was against a wall to hold himself up, and then in the next instant that wall became a soft cushion underneath his own sore body. He could smell the scent of something, an aroma that permeated the air to bring a sense of ease. A hand gently grasped his own and when he opened his eyes Telion was the first thing to see, her own eyes full of a well blended mix of concern and relief as they would soon find his condition to be cured at last. When Ricky turned his head over to look he would at last see her, the woman that would bring him back from the brink of death he had fallen on. She was a Konti he knew that much, her pale hair and highlighted skin complimented by the glow of her iridescent scales, it was an instant giveaway to the heritage she descended from. Both remained quiet when she started her examination, a few grunts heard from Ricky as he felt pressured flares of pain during the process. Her analysis led her to discover the very nature of the problem, and of course Telion was quick to assure the lady afterwards. "It is m'lady, a sickness plagues his mind. Its been killing him slowly, hence why we've come here seeking your aid."

It was then Lady Sil attempted to heal him, the first part of the act a major rejuvenation on Ricky's part. The first to go was all that pain, the pain that he'd endured since the beginning of the journey. All of the headaches and the head tensions that haunted his mind seemed to lessen and dissipate, until at last the rest of his body felt the rest of the massive amount of rejuvenation she offered. The tension in his muscles eased and sure enough he could finally find it in him to relax, yet even then the incredible amount of weariness he had seemed to just melt away in turn. Now he just needed a nap, even when something still didn't feel quite right. The nosebleed. It'd lessened but it still continued, the only pure indication that his mind had not completely made a full recovery. Lady Sil'ria seemed to be a bit amused at least, the mentioning of their meeting being no mere coincidence would've practically led Ricky to chuckle if he had it in him. A best he could only smile just a little, all while he started to slip deep into a wonderful sleep.

Gods it was so beautiful. The feeling of peace and serenity that literally washed away all his pain and sorrow, even ehen he found his thoughts focused on his family he knew it was only a matter of time. Before they would all be together, and then Ricky could try to live a "normal" life. Telion watched in awr of course, amazed to see the change in his coloration as he literally seemed to look better. What the priestess had done was exactly what they came for, she played a part in the creation of yet another miracle for Ricky. One that had literally saved him from imminent death.

[Radiant]

After nearly two chimes of deep concentration, the glow from Sil'ria's palms dissipated as the Konti exhaled, she opened her eyes then looked at nothing in particular, her light green eyes unfocused as if she was in a trance, but she came back to the waking world soon enough, stepping back from the sleeping man as she looked at his wife, "Your husband shall be alright." She said gently and simply.

Taking steps around the bed to her worktable, brewing a mixture of aromatherapy incense and herbs, then she put the mixture inside a mini furnace, creating a small flame just enough to burn the herbs, spreading a soothing aroma in the room to ease Ricky's sleep, "I think we should let him rest, you can stay with him if you wish," The Konti then pciked up a bowl filled with a viscous liquid from the table, stepping to the door, "If you'll excuse me, I have other patients to attend to, I shall be back in a few chimes." The Priestess gave one last small smile before she stepped out of the room, leaving Ricky and Telion alone for the moment.

[Ricky Maze]

With the workings of her magic soon brought to an end the serene light that gently restored all of Ricky's health, the Konti soon finished as though she'd fallen into a teance before she finally seemed to move or speak again. It was done. Ricky had been healed and there was no longer any discoloration in the man, he looked as healthy as ever even in his sudden lull into rhe sleep he fell in. Yet it wasn't entirely deep to where he was conpletely out of it, he could still hear those in the room as he felt more and more aware of what was going on. For the first time in a while he felt good. Not just good but great for once, invigorated as though everything that had ever troubled him no longer held any sway over him. He was free now, free from both death's grip and past regrets. The times he had spent lost in the past conflicts were now defined with clarity, and it was powerful compared to the other times he'd felt such similar things.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Telion's face was bright and sincere, tears finally free as she was overcome with a wicked overwhelming sense of joy. Her husband would live, he would return home with her after all. The hopes that were carried with them wouldn't be met with dismay, everyone at home would surely celebrate this when they returned! It was something to both cherish and celebrate, after all how often did good news such as this tend to happen. "Ricky and I, we'll forever be indepted to you miss! Words cannot show the amount of gratitude we both have!" She was almost estatic but at the same time quiet, quick to return to her husband's side as he stirred a little.

Ricky took in a deep breath as though he were breathing in a new life, the pain not just numbed but officially gone as his head felt all the more clearer compared to earlier. When he opened his eyes partially he was greeted by the same hopeful eyes he saw just before they'd arrived, tears of joy streamed down her face gently as she rested a hand on his cheek. "Yew look beautiful." He murmured with a soft chuckle, still inbetween moderately awake and fast asleep. Telion's face brightened and glowed before him and he couldn't help but bring a hand up to her cheek, the rough feel of his thumb gentle as he rubbed one of the streams off with ease. He admired her, adored the very image of her then and there. If there were any other times where he didn't think her beautiful, then by Laviku he was surely a foolish foolish man! That mattered little now, because he had more time with her. More time to live and spend the rest of his life with her, more time to raise the child that waited for them back at the place he called home.

"I love you." He was soft when he spoke, yet even then the words spoke louder in their meaning. Love. A pure and genuine thing, a powerful feeling that could push one to stand tall, to defy the odds and push the limits set against them. He felt it even now, a contradiction between immortal and mortal. A soft but never ending twist between strength and weakness, filled by a boundless sense of genuine care and longing. She completed him, just as he did her. There was no question that they belonged together then, because ever since he'd learned of her inner feelings he too learned he felt the same. Telion couldn't smile any brighter but her eyes were glassy, the boundless feels of love and care returned with that of the same few words.

"I love you too Ricky."

"C'mere," He whispered as he gently tugged her towards him, "Rest wit' me awhile, sing t' me dat lullaby." She chuckled a little and looked over her shoulder, seeing that nobody had really come to disturb them. And so she got up and sat on the bed, scooted next to Ricky as the two lied down together. This time it was Ricky who rested in her arms, his head readed on her shoulder as she would stroke his hair affectionately. Gods these moments... to think they would almost be gone, all because of a serious illness thaf could easily be healed by the hands of a powerful priestess. The thought at what could've been scared her, but with the sound of Ricky breathing lively and comfortably in her embrace, she instead thought more on what will be rather than what would've been. The words were faint when he heard them because this time, his rest did take him into a deep sleep. Yet even then he knew the words to the song, and they lead him to think and even dream of the little one they were going to return to.

"Come sail on the tides o' weary sailor, 
come sail on the gentle waters o' love
Where the shores o' home are waitin',where I will be waitin' for you, my sailor my little dove. 
Come in and leave your thoughts at the door, 
come and sit with me at the table.
Leave all but your dreams and your love behind,
and tell me your greatest fable."

Martin.... Pa's comin 'ome....

[Radiant]

After about twenty chimes, the door creaked open as Sil'ria returned from her duties, the very same bowl on her hand, but now it was empty. The Konti healer began brewing another mixture of medicine as she idly regarded the couple, "So, I see you are awake, Sir Ricky," Sil didn't know their history yet, but even if they didn't give her, she wouldn't mind personally, Rak'keli's divine touch was reserved for all, though... Ivis would definitely mind, all customers should be recorded for archiving purposes, not everyday that one would get a non-knight specifically searching for Sil.

A nurse came into the room then whispered something to Sil, before she politely exited, Sil didn't look alerted or something though, the whisper might just be an information or two regarding new patients that might need attention, but other healers could handle them it seemed, they weren't as severe as Ricky, the man's ailments required a Priestess to heal, how odd, usually these things came in the form of fatal wounds on Knights returning from combat.

"I'm curious though..." Sil began speaking as she continued with her work, "I heard you came all the way here from Zeltiva, I think I'm not that famous over there, so I assume you heard of me from someone else then?" The Konti didn't feel it was invading Ricky's privacy, she had just saved his life after all, and she bet, the couple would consent, they looked like good people.

[Ricky Maze]

Those twenty chimes of rest were the best chimes in the world for Ricky, that feeling of exhaustion that once first started off overwhelming upon their arrival, didn't even really seem to hold much sway over Ricky any longer now that they allowed him a decent afternoon nap. In that time Telion had managed to slip back into the other room where she was able to provide the information they'd needed, in turn she filled out the proper forms and provided the expenses to cover for the care they'd given him. It was Nilo that came straight from the pockets of Ricky's expenses, seeing as how he'd let his wife carry such an amount of value. In turn when Ricky looked to stir once more, she'd made sure it would be her he would see first just as many times before.

His eyes opened. There in that moment when he saw her face, he smiled and finally started to stretch. There wasn't a single ache or pain throughout his whole body, every fiber of him felt completely rejuvenated into a whole new form. And now he was aroused to greet the world once more, considering they were still quite a far off ways from home. The priestess returned soon after he'd risen, and in turn Ricky himself gave a warm smile to the lady that had been the source of the miracle worked today. "Awake an' completely me self again, Oi doubt any small fee such as eight gm's worth the work yew did t'day." With the sudden entrance of a nurse to provide a silent message to Lady Sil, the couple remained seated on the edge of the bed hand in hand. They were patient as they knew there had to be a few things they needed to share, a couple of answers that they would no doubt have to provide.

"Aye," He nodded humbly as he rewarded her with a modest answer, "In truth Oi'd a t'ought dis sickness would end me. Had Oi not met a yung'on like Aoren, Oi'd surely not 'ave t'ought t' come seek yew out m'lady." He sounded gentle but at the same time warm, full of life and vigor once again. There was no doubt he had a bright glow in his cheeks, because not only did he feel like a new man after this healing, he felt as though he'd been given a second chance for things.... although this would be undoubtedly a number higher than two considering the other life and death crisis' he's been through. "We traveled almost like no tomorrow until we got 'ere, an' yew pretty much know de rest. Oi 'ave t' say t'ough dat Oi'll never be able t' show de amount o' gratitude Oi 'old, cause o' yew m'lady Oi can see me son grow older." He nodded his head in a soft gentle bow to show a deep sense of appreciation, in respect of the small gratitude he could offer her as is through just mere words. Whatever else the priestess had to ask or say, they would listen with undivided attention on her part and in turn be as respective to her as possible.

[Radiant]

"I see, I see," Sil'ria quipped cheerfully as she gave Ricky a brewed tea to drink, it would sooth his tired muscles, "Well, Aoren huh? I heard he's an apothecary in the Stormhold Salves, he recommended you to me? Well, bless him, I have the honor of healing you, Sir Ricky." The Konti bowed slightly, "Rak'keli's blessing requires no payment, but alas, the Soothing Waters do require fees for maintenance and pay."

The Konti then returned to her desk as she began brewing another medicine, "You're welcome, now you may return to your son in health, see you, Sir and Madame." With a gentle nod, the Priestess left the room as she tended to her other patients.

OOCAlright, one last post from you then it is your grade. It's been a fun time, Ricky.