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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2020 4:07:51 GMT -5
*Turns his head to Anna* "Hey Anna, how have you been? Its been a while..."
*Then turns his head back to Henrik* "I think I can help Eustace in the kitchen. It would be a great way to learn and help I think..." "Splendid! I leave you in Brother Eustace's capable hands!" Henrik smiles, the tall healer shoots a stern look at the two boys who were pulling faces at each other across the shrine hall "If you'll excuse me, I must expedite the treatment of their mother before hostilities resume - good to have you here Alvin, Ilmater bless you" He pauses to catch his breath "I'm Henrik by the way, adorned healer..Triadic Chaplain...welcome to the House!" He's gone in a sudden swirl of robes back into the infirmary after poking an acolyte to make sure the boys stay apart and adding "Make sure Alvin gets a good meal as our thanks for his help""Thanks! Also its an honor to meet the legendary Henrik!" *He chuckles* "I hear your name quite alot. I hope Eustace has alot of work for me. I'll go check in with him now." *Then Alvin goes up to Eustace, asking what he could do to help.* |
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Post by Aoi on Mar 28, 2020 4:24:15 GMT -5
„Alvin, I’m going well, just busy at times. Good to see you follow my advice, to be around other good people without picking up too many fights at once.“ she grins and gives a thumb up. „ Keep that up and you will learn a lot in time.“
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Post by Aoi on Mar 29, 2020 13:05:11 GMT -5
Anna one day returns to the house of healing. She picks up her tasks as a healer. She would check the daily patient sheets. If anything needs to be added to their treatment she would write it down. If not she would leave it as it is.
She also would help more to make healing supplies and medics and prepare bandages every day. But one thing has changed, she turned oddly quiet.If asked anything she would write down on a calc board. “Contemplation. See no evil. Hear no evil. Speak no evil.”
What the meaning of this is, one may have to ask.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Apr 14, 2020 14:28:07 GMT -5
It is a quiet afternoon and Henrik sits in his usual pew, listening to a lyre player's music lamenting the loss of a loved one. A yellow rose, the mark of St Sollars and remembrance, rests on the open prayer book as he gazes up at the radiant stained-glass windows in thought.
The hushed chatter of patients and worshippers seems to distract him with words of gossip and murmurings of orcs but soon his attention is back to the music and for now; a moment of peace, prayer and reflection.
(yes that is me playing, forgive my self indulgence but I wrote it with this scene in mind)
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Post by malclave on Apr 14, 2020 20:20:28 GMT -5
An armored dwarf comes into the House of Healing... he doesn't appear to be injured. He looks around briefly before going up to one of the healers there.
"Oy there! Can ye tell me where I can find whoever's in charge here? I got sumthin that might be of int'rest."
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Apr 15, 2020 4:00:39 GMT -5
An armored dwarf comes into the House of Healing... he doesn't appear to be injured. He looks around briefly before going up to one of the healers there. "Oy there! Can ye tell me where I can find whoever's in charge here? I got sumthin that might be of int'rest." "Hello! Welcome to the House of Healing" Henrik excuses himself from talking to someone and approaches "How can I help you?" |
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Post by malclave on Apr 15, 2020 4:34:01 GMT -5
"Sorry if I'm int'ruptin, it ain't urgent, just sumthin I think ye should be knowin. Yer Henrik, right? Name's Dorn, of Clan Durmogh... think we've met once or thrice afore. "Anyway, t'get to the point, a few days gone I was up in the King's Forest, and heard them Beastlord folks was up to their old tricks. So's I went looking for 'em, t'have a... discussion about some philosophical diff'rences, ye might say. I hammered my points in fair well ((Dorn glances at an adamantine warhammer hanging from his belt)) and got the better of the argument. Afterwards I got this here from their head man as a prize. ((Dorn pulls a wand from a satchel and shows Henrik)) "Now, you humans got so many gods I can't keep 'em straight, but I thought this Beastlord of yers didna go in fer tactics like this. If they're gonna be spreadin disease like that, I figured ye Triad healers might wanna hear 'bout it." |
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Apr 15, 2020 5:16:11 GMT -5
"Sorry if I'm int'ruptin, it ain't urgent, just sumthin I think ye should be knowin. Yer Henrik, right? Name's Dorn, of Clan Durmogh... think we've met once or thrice afore. "Anyway, t'get to the point, a few days gone I was up in the King's Forest, and heard them Beastlord folks was up to their old tricks. So's I went looking for 'em, t'have a... discussion about some philosophical diff'rences, ye might say. I hammered my points in fair well ((Dorn glances at an adamantine warhammer hanging from his belt)) and got the better of the argument. Afterwards I got this here from their head man as a prize. ((Dorn pulls a wand from a satchel and shows Henrik)) "Now, you humans got so many gods I can't keep 'em straight, but I thought this Beastlord of yers didna go in fer tactics like this. If they're gonna be spreadin disease like that, I figured ye Triad healers might wanna hear 'bout it." "Ugh!" Henrik looks disturbed by the wand but nods to Dorn respectfully "I remember you" He looks warmly grateful "Thank you very much for letting us know about this, this wand looks more like the work of the Mistress of Disease...as you say this is not usual Beastlord tactics, perhaps the head man had a disease-spreading ally or conquest" He does not touch the wand, instead just examining it carefully "Do you want it disposed of? I'd recommend it being destroyed...put out of reach of the wrong hands" |
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Post by malclave on Apr 15, 2020 6:24:28 GMT -5
"Sorry if I'm int'ruptin, it ain't urgent, just sumthin I think ye should be knowin. Yer Henrik, right? Name's Dorn, of Clan Durmogh... think we've met once or thrice afore. "Anyway, t'get to the point, a few days gone I was up in the King's Forest, and heard them Beastlord folks was up to their old tricks. So's I went looking for 'em, t'have a... discussion about some philosophical diff'rences, ye might say. I hammered my points in fair well ((Dorn glances at an adamantine warhammer hanging from his belt)) and got the better of the argument. Afterwards I got this here from their head man as a prize. ((Dorn pulls a wand from a satchel and shows Henrik)) "Now, you humans got so many gods I can't keep 'em straight, but I thought this Beastlord of yers didna go in fer tactics like this. If they're gonna be spreadin disease like that, I figured ye Triad healers might wanna hear 'bout it." "Ugh!" Henrik looks disturbed by the wand but nods to Dorn respectfully "I remember you" He looks warmly grateful "Thank you very much for letting us know about this, this wand looks more like the work of the Mistress of Disease...as you say this is not usual Beastlord tactics, perhaps the head man had a disease-spreading ally or conquest" He does not touch the wand, instead just examining it carefully "Do you want it disposed of? I'd recommend it being destroyed...put out of reach of the wrong hands" "Hmmm, yeah, ye might be better suited to gettin rid of it. Most wands with this spell I'd just empty inta sumthin that wouldna notice, like a pile of bricks or a paladin, but I'm gettin a sense that wouldna work here. Where d'ye want it?" |
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Apr 15, 2020 7:58:02 GMT -5
"Hmmm, yeah, ye might be better suited to gettin rid of it. Most wands with this spell I'd just empty inta sumthin that wouldna notice, like a pile of bricks or a paladin, but I'm gettin a sense that wouldna work here. Where d'ye want it?" Henrik thinks for a few seconds and holds up a hand "I have the very thing, one moment..." He glides off into the storeroom momentarily and returns with an empty, oblong wooden box slightly bigger than the wand "This will be perfect, I'll take it out and dispose of it promptly, this is a great service you have done Dorn" |
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Post by malclave on Apr 15, 2020 11:57:23 GMT -5
Dorn places the wand in the box provided.
"Eh, just doin what needs done, same as yerself. If ye need aught else from me, just send word to Thrymgavin."
With that, Dorn pauses a moment in case the healer has anything else, then turns and heads out into the city streets.
// will trash the wand next time I play Dorn
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Apr 15, 2020 13:28:10 GMT -5
Dorn places the wand in the box provided. "Eh, just doin what needs done, same as yerself. If ye need aught else from me, just send word to Thrymgavin." With that, Dorn pauses a moment in case the healer has anything else, then turns and heads out into the city streets. // will trash the wand next time I play Dorn "All the same, you have my deep gratitude" Henrik smiles "You've saved us some work and we'll keep an eye on matters, in case any contagion is spread - let's hope it's just an isolated incident" He bids him farewell "May the Triad bless you and all your kin, give my respects to all at Thrymgavin" Henrik watches the dwarf leave and looks at the box "Eustace, I am going out, I won't be long" He calls out to the brother at the counter and heads off to a secret place to carefully dispose of the wand. // great! thank you // |
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Post by koffie on May 4, 2020 7:50:54 GMT -5
Siphanien entrs the house of healing, carrying two large bags and heads towards the kitchen area.
Once there, she takes out three apple pie and six plates of flapjacks.
"I have received this as a donation from a friend, who had her eye bigger than her stomach... shall i help carrying these out to all here as an extra?"
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 12, 2020 13:08:58 GMT -5
Henrik returns to the House of Healing after several days away. Back at work, he seems preoccupied and quieter than usual. Whatever is pressing on his mind is making his expression pensive and concerned.
In the shrine area, he spends a lot of time in meditation and prayer by the icons of the saints. It is the only time the thoughts seem to lift and he is at peace.
Later in the day, he embarks on a massive potion and salve-making spree in the laboratory, the scent of bundles of herbs being made into treatments fills the air. When this work is done, he retreats to the living quarters upstairs.
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2020 16:19:24 GMT -5
Alvin has been seen talking to Brother Eustace everyday for the past few weeks, who hands him dirty dishes where Alvin washes them and returns them in pristine condition. After that, Alvin heads off to the markets and returns an hour later with foods and supplies in his pack, and a big stew pot in his hands. Handing them to Brother Eustace to serve and manage, where after Alvin then heads to the libraries in search of history of Y’ele Dran.
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Post by Sioladuil on May 15, 2020 16:28:46 GMT -5
There is a crack of light and Sage Elvewyn appears in the House of Healing. He looks around for Henrik and then simply places a wrapped box on the table.
The box contains +10 healing kits, restoratives and various easily purchased healing supplies.
He looks around for a moment before declaring.
"Can somebody inform Brother Henrik that I have left this parcel for him - it is a thank you from Alizarin for all the care shown to Headmaster Vennis during the troubled times.
He then disapears again.
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2020 6:59:08 GMT -5
Alvin is missing his appointments everyday with Brother Eustace and Henrik.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 21, 2020 7:17:51 GMT -5
Alvin is missing his appointments everyday with Brother Eustace and Henrik. Henrik is very busy but notices he's missing and makes a note to ask around if anyone has seen him. |
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Post by ren on May 21, 2020 7:47:13 GMT -5
Elon can be see in the house of healing in Suzail doing minor jobs. Cleaning soiled dishes, bringing in bundles of firewood, perhaps maybe entertaining the kids there with some tumbling tricks.
Elon keeps to himself mostly though.
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Post by winterglass on May 25, 2020 11:39:15 GMT -5
Commotion at the House of Healing as several wounded soldiers are brought in from the orc raid at the western gates.
Following in their wake, some time after, a tall shaven-headed woman in Ilmatari colours and battered, bloodstained mail hurries in, joining the infirmary nurse in tending to the wounded with fresh bandages and occasional bursts of divine power.
When asked if she'd been at the battle at the western gate, Sister Cassia evades the question, but does reassure the wounded in her curt and soldierly manner that the orcs have been driven off, and that the civilians weren't harmed.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 25, 2020 12:24:53 GMT -5
Commotion at the House of Healing as several wounded soldiers are brought in from the orc raid at the western gates. Following in their wake, some time after, a tall shaven-headed woman in Ilmatari colours and battered, bloodstained mail hurries in, joining the infirmary nurse in tending to the wounded with fresh bandages and occasional bursts of divine power. When asked if she'd been at the battle at the western gate, Sister Cassia evades the question, but does reassure the wounded in her curt and soldierly manner that the orcs have been driven off, and that the civilians weren't harmed. When Henrik returns from Immersea and hears about the attacks, he checks on the patients and his brothers and sisters; he requests details from anyone present as a matter of urgency. |
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Post by winterglass on May 25, 2020 12:38:17 GMT -5
"Orcs", Cassia explains. "No markings, no tribal flags. Couldn't get one alive to ask'em more. Showed up in force on the west road from Suzail, came at the gates in waves. Alvin got the civvies out the way, and a bunch of us held the gate."
At the refectory table she breaks off some chunks of a heel of bread and arranges them to demonstrate the enemy formations.
"A rush of goblins first, with a couple'a orc handlers. Testing the defences. Then waves of orc shock-troops and some rock-throwing siege trolls. Really big. Some were saying they've not even seen trolls that big out in the Tun Marshes. Louise the Kelemvorite showed up with reinforcements and a golem, hit'em from the back - a few more waves after that, they routed and scattered into the hills to the west."
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on May 25, 2020 13:20:03 GMT -5
"Orcs", Cassia explains. "No markings, no tribal flags. Couldn't get one alive to ask'em more. Showed up in force on the west road from Suzail, came at the gates in waves. Alvin got the civvies out the way, and a bunch of us held the gate." At the refectory table she breaks off some chunks of a heel of bread and arranges them to demonstrate the enemy formations. "A rush of goblins first, with a couple'a orc handlers. Testing the defences. Then waves of orc shock-troops and some rock-throwing siege trolls. Really big. Some were saying they've not even seen trolls that big out in the Tun Marshes. Louise the Kelemvorite showed up with reinforcements and a golem, hit'em from the back - a few more waves after that, they routed and scattered into the hills to the west." Henrik nods, writing it all down including the tactics "Thank you sister, I am glad to see you again and all of you safe..I will pass this on to others, in the meantime stay vigilant - we will have a lot of work ahead of us, I believe..." |
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Post by Sioladuil on Jun 22, 2020 5:21:34 GMT -5
A rather tired looking Elvewyn walks in to the House Of Healing. He looks around a few moments before carefully lowering himself in to a chair. He looks to an attendant with a nod.
Will you fetch Henrik, please.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 22, 2020 10:35:23 GMT -5
A rather tired looking Elvewyn walks in to the House Of Healing. He looks around a few moments before carefully lowering himself in to a chair. He looks to an attendant with a nod.Will you fetch Henrik, please. Henrik has been in one of his six daily prayer sessions, he is finished when the acolyte finds him and brings him to Elvewyn "Hello fellow, is it time for that chat?" |
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 24, 2020 4:15:45 GMT -5
Some time later, Henrik is staring at a copy of the Crown Proclamation.His expression is unreadable. Softly, he murmurs "Prove my feelings and instincts wrong, please, for the sake of peace and the sanctity of life..." He places the copy on the wall for others to read. While he remains professional and caring, it is evident from his gaze when dealing with figures of authority outside the church that his trust has been shaken. |
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Jul 5, 2020 20:41:57 GMT -5
On the evening of Flamerule the 5th a guard of some kind -- though not one of the city -- carries in a bleeding and unconscious Mynian Copperhand. She's immediately taken to a room and tended to by Adolina. Not long after another guard in similar brown toned uniform along with a well dressed merchant came running in, inquiring about her.
While one guard stood outside the door, the other and the well dressed man went in.
Some hours later the two guards took off, Mynian and the merchant left behind. Adolina emerging to say she would be fine, but staying the night.
The merchant apparently stays with her until Mynian falls asleep.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2020 21:59:36 GMT -5
In the night of Flamerule the 5th, Happy limps his way inside the House of Healing. Immediately collapsing on the ground when he arrives. His tusks are broken, his head smashed in with parts of his skull poking out. He has 3 fingers missing: His left index, middle and right pinky. He is covered in seaweed, his missing right eye wont stop gushing blood, and most of his skin is peeled off.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2020 15:39:36 GMT -5
Adolina and a few other helpers get Happy to a bed where they tend to his injuries and use regenerative magic throughout the night.
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Post by ren on Jul 6, 2020 15:45:14 GMT -5
Elon aids where he can as Healers' assistant, but is mostly useless when compared to the skill and might of magic channeled by Adolina and their Lord of Mercy .... Illmater
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