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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Feb 22, 2019 11:31:33 GMT -5
Having wrapped up attending to several cases, Henrik leaves the House and his destination is known to the healers to be the Keep at Pilgrim's Path.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Mar 5, 2019 15:26:31 GMT -5
Henrik returns from Pilgrim's Path in a hurry, looking for abby ..
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Mar 17, 2019 11:07:59 GMT -5
Those glancing at Henrik's notebook while he treats people would see a doodle that looks very like an igloo, made of stone and recipes for mortar and grout.
The priest is in the House for the time being, working as normal but he seems to be keeping an eye on the door as if he is expecting to be summoned away at any moment.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Mar 30, 2019 9:30:47 GMT -5
Nyssa'milelal Tir'mi slowly clambers into the House of Healing, her own armored appearance battered and bruised. Her wings escape from the sides of her cloak, having taken what looks like blunt force trauma across their entirety, whilst her face is covered in ash and stone debris. The graces of her draconic heritage prevented any damage from an obvious point blank explosion of fire and magic from doing her any serious harm. Upon her shoulders however slumps the unconscious and very naked body of Thorell Eberlar. His body is unmarred by any wounds, having been attended to by magical healing earlier, though like Nyssa he is covered in ash and more stone debris. His entire front side from head to toe - and to the thankful graces of concealing his naked privacy - is coated in thick layers of mud, dirt, and grass. A large reddened scar is vertically cut in the center of his chest; the wound of a greatsword having been thrust deeply and violently through him, entering through the front and exiting cleanly out the back. Nyssa stumbles in exhaustion, calling for aid for her student and her friend. // Written in conjunction with @ DM Jorteck. @ Defunct Fiddlesticks, @ AoiHenrik hurries downstairs, his eyes widen when he sees the scene "Nyssa? What in the world..?" He immediately sets to the task of dealing with Thorell, cleaning the man up so he can be assessed and placed in a bed for any treatment and care needed. As he is experienced with draconic humanoids, he returns quickly to gauge the damage done to Nyssa's wings.
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Post by Aoi on Mar 30, 2019 10:09:49 GMT -5
“Gods Henrik, relax. Let her catch her breath and tell what happened. If we know what triggered this, we’ll know what to do.” Anna seems unimpressed by the naked man she would grab herself a strong looking male acolyte to place him into a bed together. After he’s cleaned she would sent the acolyte to fetch some surgery clothes. The man gets dressed and exermined to see if he’s still in greater danger.
That all she would do with her usual stoic peace while treating and caring patients. She would als then listen what Nyssa has to tell.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Mar 30, 2019 15:45:38 GMT -5
Henrik listens with a concerned frown as he works on the bruising and any tears he can find, nimble fingers patch and repair using a healing salve of his own concoction. He is obviously disturbed by what he hears but continues to listen carefully and dutifully. "He is lucky to be alive" The healer gazes at the man "When he awakes we should check him for any remaining problems, that was a VAST distance to fall.. he must have shattered bones,split organs and suffered internal injury, not to mention the injury to his chest..this is extraordinary, Nyssa. Is this ritual over now?" He looks at Anna "Let's keep a rotating vigil, if he has any permanent damage or regains conciousness with aggression it will soon become apparent, we should try to keep him as tranquil as possible" He shifts his gaze to Nyssa, his calm tone serious. "We will treat him and keep a close watch, the weapon must be peace bonded if placed with him. This is a sanctuary and if he is violent when he wakes up it won't be tolerated but let us hope and pray he emerges peacefully..will you be staying? He may react in a calmer manner if we summon you when he awakens or you are here, a familiar face" @steelgrin Aoi
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Post by DM Jorteck on Mar 31, 2019 5:53:14 GMT -5
Thorell remains unconscious for an otherwise uneventful night. Significant swelling is seen developing around the site of the chest wound, with a rash-like redness enveloping the surrounding skin.
A similar redness grows across his digits and his right eye, the rest of his body covered in sickly-coloured bruising from the harsh fall, presenting themselves like a drow disguise gone wrong.
The sites of redness, and noticeably coloured veins running to his extremities emit a peculiar warmth that seem consistent with that of a fever.
Despite his appearance, Thorell’s breathing remains relaxed and uninhibited as his otherwise motionless form prepares for yet another night of recovery.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Mar 31, 2019 8:23:00 GMT -5
Thorell remains unconscious for an otherwise uneventful night. Significant swelling is seen developing around the site of the chest wound, with a rash-like redness enveloping the surrounding skin. A similar redness grows across his digits and his right eye, the rest of his body covered in sickly-coloured bruising from the harsh fall, presenting themselves like a drow disguise gone wrong. The sites of redness, and noticeably coloured veins running to his extremities emit a peculiar warmth that seem consistent with that of a fever. Despite his appearance, Thorell’s breathing remains relaxed and uninhibited as his otherwise motionless form prepares for yet another night of recovery. Henrik works on keeping his temperature and inflammation down and observes him, keeping a close eye on his progress. He is working on drawing out the bruises carefully and making sure the man is never without water. When Henrik is not present, another healer takes his place.
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Post by Aoi on Mar 31, 2019 8:35:55 GMT -5
Anna would listen with a caution that tells she’s less experienced with dragon blooded patients, but skilled enough to take care of them.
“I will work with both of you, watching interchangeably over him and record everything into his file,”
So as long as she in the house of healing she would do the same as Henrik, also watch and report everything she sees.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 9, 2019 15:07:48 GMT -5
It is a quiet evening as Henrik's shadow passes through the shrine, carrying a candle in an iron lantern. He is accompanied by a young acolyte and they speak softly.
"Still no sign?"
"No brother, it's very worrying..not knowing always is"
"He could be recovered, he could be alright?"
"We will keep him in our prayers, it's all we can do apart from hope and keep our eyes open..if he still lives our prayers will keep the Lord's gaze upon him..if not, our prayers will be for his soul"
"I can't believe no one saw him"
"Someone did, they just didn't recognize him...there is no blame here, this happens sometimes, we are not able to watch constantly"
The pair move on into other rooms, the conversation becoming inaudible.
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Post by ihmajin on May 10, 2019 17:15:53 GMT -5
It is a quiet evening as Henrik's shadow passes through the shrine, carrying a candle in an iron lantern. He is accompanied by a young acolyte and they speak softly. "Still no sign?" "No brother, it's very worrying..not knowing always is" "He could be recovered, he could be alright?" "We will keep him in our prayers, it's all we can do apart from hope and keep our eyes open..if he still lives our prayers will keep the Lord's gaze upon him..if not, our prayers will be for his soul" "I can't believe no one saw him" "Someone did, they just didn't recognize him...there is no blame here, this happens sometimes, we are not able to watch constantly" The pair move on into other rooms, the conversation becoming inaudible.
Some Fortnights Prior
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An acolyte stands by a bedside where a figure lay within a dim candlelit room. Her head is bowed and her soft prayer alleviates the silence in the chamber. Her supplication reaches its end. She tucks in the corners of her patient's blanket to stave away the evening chill. She reaches for her lantern and hears a nearby disturbance. She gathers her modest dress in hand then walks into the empty hallway to listen. A thumping from nearby draws her attention to which she carefully approaches. The flickering flame that she carries illuminates a plaque upon the wall that notates her location within a ward for comatose patients. She arrives at a door then gingerly turns it's handle. She holds her beacon aloft to reveal a room distressed for inside is an empty cot, a chair upturned, blankets strewn upon the floor, and an unlatched window left open. "Blessed, Ilmater!" she whispers in alarm. The acolyte rushes from the room in a billow of skirts and cries out for Brother Henrik. A cool breeze blows aside some drapes which allows moonlight to shine upon a sign hanging upon the door that reads...
BREGRORN MUSTOLDO Waking Slumber Admitted 1371 DR
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Post by Thrym on May 12, 2019 6:11:04 GMT -5
After talking the matter other with Henrik, Merethyl can be seen at the House of Healing frequently, having volunteered to help out. While she does not appear to wield divine magic, the stoic elf seems to possess skill with herbal medicine and knowledge of anatomy as well as more esoteric healing techniques focussing on stabilizing the flow of something she refers to as 'ki'. The Monk of the Old Order shows little if any emotional reaction to what is happening around her, retaining an air of dispassionate detachment as she goes about her work. Despite this, she seems willing to listen and attend to whatever ails the patients with dedication, some of whom may find her calm and collected manner reassuring themselves.
Aside from that, she seems quite interested in studying the ways the various healers at the House, in particular showing interest in the work of any ilmateri who might have trained with their monastic orders.
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Post by mysticalkas on May 16, 2019 11:16:36 GMT -5
*A moon elf male with green gold-flecked eyes enters the House of Healing, his garments are that of a priest. during the conversation, he informs her that he is from the Temple of Corellon Larethian in Evermeet*
Well met again Adolina, I shall offer my assistance for the next few days.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 17, 2019 8:15:16 GMT -5
The elf would have passed Henrik, who is on his knees tackling an unidentified stain decorating one of the flagstones alongside another priest armed with bucket and brush.
"It's no use, Betram..I think we're dealing with a fiendish level of befoulment. The toddler's stomach needs an exorcist"
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Post by mysticalkas on May 18, 2019 14:53:32 GMT -5
*he looks on amused at the two as he moves off to assist where he can*
*with a soft chuckle* Children have always been a creation all their own.
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Post by ihmajin on May 26, 2019 6:49:54 GMT -5
Soon after the priest of Corellon Larethian passes an aged and bespectacled acolyte approaches Henrik holding quires of parchment. "BROTHER HENRIK, you are just the person I had prayed to meet." The man furrows his bushy gray brows as he discerns the documentation that he carries. "Ah, yes, here we are. We have received subsidy for a former patient for whom you have overseen. One BREGRORN MUSTOLDO it reads. His benefactor must yet be alerted of Mr. Mustoldo's departure. Have you the time? I will need your signature in order to return the funds to," the acolyte pauses as he scans the form, "Ah, oh my! Forgive me brother, I have only just realized that Mr. Mustoldo's benefactor holds prominence within the ORDER OF PURPLE DRAGONS."
// Please DM me if your character is affiliated with the Purple Dragons and you are interested in helping to develop this character arc. //
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 26, 2019 7:12:05 GMT -5
Soon after the priest of Corellon Larethian passes an aged and bespectacled acolyte approaches Henrik holding quires of parchment. "BROTHER HENRIK, you are just the person I had prayed to meet." The man furrows his bushy gray brows as he discerns the documentation that he carries. "Ah, yes, here we are. We have received subsidy for a former patient for whom you have overseen. One BREGRORN MUSTOLDO it reads. His benefactor must yet be alerted of Mr. Mustoldo's departure. Have you the time? I will need your signature in order to return the funds to," the acolyte pauses as he scans the form, "Ah, oh my! Forgive me brother, I have only just realized that Mr. Mustoldo's benefactor holds prominence within the ORDER OF PURPLE DRAGONS." // Please DM me if your character is affiliated with the Purple Dragons and you are interested in helping to develop this character arc. //
"Oh, you know I completely forgot about this" Henrik mutters as he gets up and wipes his hands on his tunic "Thank you brother, yes he was here a long time" He takes an offered quill and places the parchment on a table top to make his mark "Please let them know I am available to speak to at any time, I'm keen to make sure this gentleman is alright" He hands the parchment back with his scrawl upon.
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Post by ihmajin on May 26, 2019 7:22:34 GMT -5
"Oh, you know I completely forgot about this" Henrik mutters as he gets up and wipes his hands on his tunic "Thank you brother, yes he was here a long time" He takes an offered quill and places the parchment on a table top to make his mark "Please let them know I am available to speak to at any time, I'm keen to make sure this gentleman is alright" He hands the parchment back with his scrawl upon. "Many thanks and good tidings, Brother HENRIK." The acolyte retrieves the signed documents and goes about his way.
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Post by koffie on May 28, 2019 6:08:06 GMT -5
A young elf, blonde with a slightly tanned skin from her travels, carrying a shield on her back and a morningstar on her side enters the House of Healing. After unloading her bag, shield and morningstar, she closes her eyes for a moment while taking hold of her amulet around her neck which shows two hands with a ribbon around them. She then takes place next to her equipment on the floor, to take a short breath and eye the ongoing activities.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 28, 2019 7:23:52 GMT -5
A young elf, blonde with a slightly tanned skin from her travels, carrying a shield on her back and a morningstar on her side enters the House of Healing. After unloading her bag, shield and morningstar, she closes her eyes for a moment while taking hold of her amulet around her neck which shows two hands with a ribbon around them. She then takes place next to her equipment on the floor, to take a short breath and eye the ongoing activities. Henrik notices her and offers a warm smile of welcome but doesn't disturb her rest unless she gives him a sign she wants to speak. The tall healer is occupying himself in a quieter period with the daily tasks of cleaning, sweeping and making sure people are fed and have enough water.
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Post by koffie on May 28, 2019 7:40:21 GMT -5
The young elf smiles back softly, not wishing to disturb in the current activities, still feeling out of please and exhausted from her travels. As she notices Henrik tending to smaller tasks she approached him calmly. "Good afternoon, can i lend you a hand?"
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 28, 2019 8:00:13 GMT -5
The young elf smiles back softly, not wishing to disturb in the current activities, still feeling out of please and exhausted from her travels. As she notices Henrik tending to smaller tasks she approached him calmly. "Good afternoon, can i lend you a hand?" "That's very kind, thank you" Henrik smiles and offers her a cloth "With two of us it would go quicker, I'm about to wipe the tables down and sweep the refectory floor if you're not too tired? You look like you've come a long distance"
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Post by koffie on May 28, 2019 8:04:29 GMT -5
"That's very kind, thank you" Henrik smiles and offers her a cloth "With two of us it would go quicker, I'm about to wipe the tables down and sweep the refectory floor if you're not too tired? You look like you've come a long distance" "It's no problem, i have been able to catch my breath for a moment and i want to make sure my muscles keep in motion, instead of going sore"
Siphanien Smiles a bit
"I shall sweep the refectory floor. many hands make light work"
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 28, 2019 8:25:14 GMT -5
"That's very kind, thank you" Henrik smiles and offers her a cloth "With two of us it would go quicker, I'm about to wipe the tables down and sweep the refectory floor if you're not too tired? You look like you've come a long distance" "It's no problem, i have been able to catch my breath for a moment and i want to make sure my muscles keep in motion, instead of going sore" Siphanien Smiles a bit "I shall sweep the refectory floor. many hands make light work" "A wise old saying" Henrik chuckles "very well, we'll divide it so. If you're concerned about your muscles our brothers at the monastery of the Broken Ones recommended cold water to me, when I started on their regime I found muscles I didn't know I had!" He begins wiping down the large refectory tables
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Post by koffie on May 28, 2019 8:34:09 GMT -5
"A wise old saying" Henrik chuckles "very well, we'll divide it so. If you're concerned about your muscles our brothers at the monastery of the Broken Ones recommended cold water to me, when I started on their regime I found muscles I didn't know I had!" He begins wiping down the large refectory tables Siphanien smiles softly, listening to his stories as she continues sweeping. "I will endure it, it makes me feel alive." Remaining silent for the rest of the time as she continues to sweep, making good, exact work, not leaving any spots unattended.
After finishing her sweep, she returns to Henrik with her broom, handing it back to him, smiling softly, the sweeping seemingly not having any impact on her. "I am Siphanien, i recently arrived in these lands after leaving Helgabal. it is good to see a friendly face around here."
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 28, 2019 8:49:43 GMT -5
"A wise old saying" Henrik chuckles "very well, we'll divide it so. If you're concerned about your muscles our brothers at the monastery of the Broken Ones recommended cold water to me, when I started on their regime I found muscles I didn't know I had!" He begins wiping down the large refectory tables Siphanien smiles softly, listening to his stories as she continues sweeping. "I will endure it, it makes me feel alive." Remaining silent for the rest of the time as she continues to sweep, making good, exact work, not leaving any spots unattended. After finishing her sweep, she returns to Henrik with her broom, handing it back to him, smiling softly, the sweeping seemingly not having any impact on her. "I am Siphanien, i recently arrived in these lands after leaving Helgabal. it is good to see a friendly face around here." "Helgabal?" Henrik's eyes widen "Good Lord" He says softly "There's a name I haven't heard in years, you're a long way from Damara" He accepts the broom with a warm smile "Welcome to Cormyr Siphanien, you're always sure of a safe and friendly haven in this House, I'm Henrik, one of its senior healers and Chaplain of the local Triadic Order"
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Post by irishrover13 on May 28, 2019 8:50:41 GMT -5
The door to the house of healing opened quietly and the two elven women slipped inside. Dela pushes herself between the door and Keerla, not caring to open up the door too much, holding Keerla steady as she keeps a close eye. When she notices they are fully in she looks around to see if they have caught the attention of anyone inside. Keerla still clings to the lantern more concerned about its occupant than her own issues.
Keerla's condition was not good, she still shutters and leans heavily on Dela. Pale skin, sweat clinging to her brow and a small rivulet of blood snaking from her nose. She is whispering quietly to no one eyes far away.
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Post by koffie on May 28, 2019 8:57:53 GMT -5
"Helgabal?" Henrik's eyes widen "Good Lord" He says softly "There's a name I haven't heard in years, you're a long way from Damara" He accepts the broom with a warm smile "Welcome to Cormyr Siphanien, you're always sure of a safe and friendly haven in this House, I'm Henrik, one of its senior healers and Chaplain of the local Triadic Order" Siphanien smiles broadly, a spark of joy in her eyes after hearing the warm welcome spoken out, and she reaches with her hand for a handshake, shaking his hand with a firm grip. "It is a long way from home, but it is good to be here, Chaplain. if you have any need for my aid, i am at your disposal.".
She seems to think for a small moment before speaking once more: "If it is not too much of a burden, is there a place where i can put my equipment and sleeping mat to spend a few...."
Her attention shifts to the hallway where visitors enter, giving the Chaplain a questioning look.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 28, 2019 9:09:58 GMT -5
"Helgabal?" Henrik's eyes widen "Good Lord" He says softly "There's a name I haven't heard in years, you're a long way from Damara" He accepts the broom with a warm smile "Welcome to Cormyr Siphanien, you're always sure of a safe and friendly haven in this House, I'm Henrik, one of its senior healers and Chaplain of the local Triadic Order" Siphanien smiles broadly, a spark of joy in her eyes after hearing the warm welcome spoken out, and she reaches with her hand for a handshake, shaking his hand with a firm grip. "It is a long way from home, but it is good to be here, Chaplain. if you have any need for my aid, i am at your disposal.". She seems to think for a small moment before speaking once more: "If it is not too much of a burden, is there a place where i can put my equipment and sleeping mat to spend a few...." Her attention shifts to the hallway where visitors enter, giving the Chaplain a questioning look. "You may rest anywhere you wish here, Sister Adolina will find you a peaceful spot-" Henrik looks at the two arriving, a lot of concern in his gaze "Oh dear, that doesn't look good..duty calls, .I'll leave you to your rest unless you'd like to observe?"
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Post by koffie on May 28, 2019 9:12:41 GMT -5
"You may rest anywhere you wish here, Sister Adolina will find you a peaceful spot-" Henrik looks at the two arriving, a lot of concern in his gaze "Oh dear, that doesn't look good..duty calls, .I'll leave you to your rest unless you'd like to observe?" "I shall move my equipment to another location and will be nearby if you need me. i am also late for my meditation". Siphanien rushes towards her equipment, picking it up and heads out to find Sister Adolina
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