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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 11, 2021 9:47:55 GMT -5
It has taken several days of prayer, fasting and reflection but Henrik appears to be seeking answers in the afterlife again. The priest is in meditation by the shrine, accompanied by candles and he is strictly off-limits to interruption as he communes. Two questions are asked, his right index finger taps against his knee twice, once after each is expressed. // PM sent to DM Private P
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 11, 2021 12:44:08 GMT -5
It has taken several days of prayer, fasting and reflection but Henrik appears to be seeking answers in the afterlife again. The priest is in meditation by the shrine, accompanied by candles and he is strictly off-limits to interruption as he communes. Two questions are asked, his right index finger taps against his knee twice, once after each is expressed. // PM sent to DM Private P The priest takes a sudden deep breath. In the quiet of the shrine, his expression becomes peaceful. He seems to be viewing something elsewhere and his response is calm and content. Then something changes, whatever vision he experiences beyond this fills him with horror. His right hand curls until his fingernails cut his palm and cause bleeding. He begins to pray in the Celestial tongue and in common "No....NEVER" He growls, shaking as he is strengthening his will against some force "Ilmater has my soul!"His eyes open as the vision ends, his hands rise to cover his ears instinctively as if he can hear something but it is fading. His body stops trembling, he takes a few deep breaths and focuses. Slowly recovering, he heals his cut palm and moves to the shrine to touch the altar stone with reverence. "Thank you, Merciful Lord" Henrik whispers "Thank you..I am your servant always, Broken One" The scene may have caused worry among the acolytes and anyone witnessing it, he moves into the private clerical area after offering words of calm reassurance to any witnesses, his expression turning tired - he retreats to rest and contemplate what he saw.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 11, 2021 13:00:37 GMT -5
*A Triadic Squire leaves the House of Healing urgently for Valkur's Roar, bearing a letter*
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 17, 2021 16:31:54 GMT -5
In the quiet of the night, Henrik stands in a silent, dimly-lit room somewhere on the upper floors of the House by a window.
He gazes into the night with an indescribable expression. But his eyes burn bright silver with pain which he endures with a ferocious spiritual strength.
"I may be broken but I am still whole. You will not dim the light in me, only make it stronger." The healer murmurs as he closes the window and draws the curtains.
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Post by koffie on Oct 18, 2021 1:03:35 GMT -5
Siphanien shows up, starting to check the stocks, putting things at ready, and add supplies where needed ...
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 18, 2021 3:09:52 GMT -5
Siphanien shows up, starting to check the stocks, putting things at ready, and add supplies where needed ... She would find Henrik standing behind her with a look on his face that can only be described as tightly-controlled anger and suffering.
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Post by koffie on Oct 18, 2021 3:54:33 GMT -5
Siph turns around, looking at him curiously, and just.. hugs*
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 18, 2021 4:11:05 GMT -5
Siph turns around, looking at him curiously, and just.. hugs* Henrik stares down at her, unmoving before he manages to speak. "You and I need to talk."
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Post by wolfbran on Oct 18, 2021 4:23:53 GMT -5
A new face enters the House of Healing--a man who appears both old and wizened, but completely foreign in this establishment. He is neither short nor tall, and neither intimidating nor disarming--entirely unremarkable; were it not for the black and grey colors he wore, and the grim half-mask set with bodak teeth obscuring his face. The man patients came to know as Mr. Malone walked among them offering a moment of quiet contemplation and prayer for the afterlife, but it was left as just that--a mere mundane visit to speak of past philosophies without any grand gestures of deific healing.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 18, 2021 6:30:27 GMT -5
After his conversation with Siphanien, Henrik looks drained and weary. After she leaves with Sarina, he gathers the staff for a brief conversation. He explains to the staff that Siphanien has left Ilmater's service, she will be welcome as a volunteer at the House but is no longer part of the Ilmateri church as she has changed faith. Her wish to continue to help and heal others and still abide by her vows and the teachings of Ilmater will be honored by the clergy even though she is no longer one of them, he looks bewildered by that but accepts her desire to continue to do good work. "Let there be no anger or hostility, let us pray for her wellbeing and that she has chosen the right course for herself" The Father of the House explains even though he looks deeply saddened. "When she visits, let us smile at the company of one who has suffered and shared our struggle and still honors what our faith has taught her despite falling out of accord with our Lord. It is painful to be in disagreement with someone you love and respect. Let us pray for all those who find themselves in this predicament and that they find peace in their hearts and minds." DM Maleficent's Kisskoffie
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Oct 24, 2021 12:38:33 GMT -5
Henrik leaves the House to head West for several days to help with the Valkurs Roar situation, before he travels onward to another location in the mountains.
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Post by brygun on Oct 31, 2021 10:33:23 GMT -5
Xandy Pebble finally wandered her way in one day. She seemed quiet and watchful. She made a small donation to Ilmater before leaving.
Afterwards when she does assist mass casualty situations she will be better able to send injured people here.
Perhaps the most remarkable thing being that she had finally found the place.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Nov 16, 2021 14:36:38 GMT -5
Ending a short retreat, Henrik arrives back home and collects his letters. After reading one missive, he looks disappointed and deflated, he places it in a file with care noting it does not require a response.
He pauses to think about the contents and takes a breath "No more, for now" He murmurs under his breath "Other things to focus on"
The priest picks up his demeanor and walks into the infirmary "Hello! Who's next?"
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Post by Sioladuil on Nov 21, 2021 10:53:51 GMT -5
Ander takes a moment to catch a break. He sets down on the stairs and nods to Adolina, who looks exhausted. Go and take a quick break my friend, grab a cup of something hot. He is stable for now, I can monitor them for a while. He waves a hand as Adolina tries replying. I'll endure Adolina, I have a skin of water and some bars of food with me - throughout my adventuring career I got used to surviving on compressed food bars. Go, grab something to eat and drink. If anybody should wish to watch, Ander can be seen periodically checking the wounds of the individuals within the infirmary. He can also be seen monitoring their temperature. He can be seen to follow good hygiene practise between patients to avoid cross-contamination. He also occasionally helps those with minor wounds who enter.
He uses all his own supplies apart from occasionally refilling his water skin.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Nov 21, 2021 16:08:42 GMT -5
Further down the infirmary, Henrik is working after bringing Ander to some soup to thank him for helping out due to their staff shortage.
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Post by Sioladuil on Nov 22, 2021 7:36:26 GMT -5
A letter arrives for Henrik. It is written on exquisite vellum. The note is written in red ink shaped to beautiful calligraph. Father Henrik,
I wish to firstly thank you for allowing me to assist within your infirmary, I learn as much as I help. I also appreciate our talk yesterday, it allowed me to put some things in perspective.
To that end... Please consider this letter as a formal recognition that any past incidents, issues and bad feelings that may have transpired between our organisations is hereby forgotten, forgiven and no longer present.
As a gesture of this, I would like to request that you authorise the Temple of Sune to send some of our young in training, acolytes and laity to the House of Healing to both learn from and assist yourself and your healers - this will continue to include myself and perhaps even Johannes Hoff, when he can spare the time.
On behalf of the Ruby Rose, I wish you to know that we are willing to assist you on adventures, travels and matters similar as long as we are not busy with our own duties. We have a strict code that must be followed.
As a final offer - your healers and yourself can feel free to use our baths and facilities to decompress, administer self care and find some pleasures.
In beauty, compassion and care, Ander Brightwood.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Jan 30, 2022 15:05:08 GMT -5
By the door in the House of Healing an appointments book is now open for visitors to book a time to see Henrik should they so wish to in advance. He is readily available for emergencies if not busy elsewhere.
The red-cloth covered book looks like it has been handmade and has some surgical-precision stitching holding the whole thing together. A white feather quill sits in a holder near it with a squat-shaped inkwell made of brown clay.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Feb 12, 2022 16:37:41 GMT -5
In the chatter of the House of Healing, Henrik sits in silence on a meditation mat by a candle near the altar. His gaze fixed on the flame, his mind somewhere else.
His silver-grey eyes flicker, he blinks and again frowns. Slowly he rises from the mat and walks around the House, his attention goes to parts of the building where wards are and quietly works out a list of reinforcements and protections for the sanctuary. "I will be holding a prayer session to increase our spiritual and magical defense of the innocent and vulnerable.." The priest explains to a colleague "Spread the word among the faithful, it is time we have a renewal".
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Mar 18, 2022 6:40:20 GMT -5
An acolyte hands Henrik a letter when he arrives back from his herb-gathering expedition on the roads to Marsember.
The priest thanks the young woman and opens it carefully. He reads the contents with a faint smile. Pausing on a word "Fey, eh?" The physician shakes his head "Interesting times we live in... brother?" He catches up with a fellow healer "Can you look after my Sunite students for an hour when they arrive? I should respond to this.."
He travels into the infirmary with his bundles and the rest of the conversation becomes inaudible.
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Post by DM Betelgeuse on Mar 18, 2022 9:20:00 GMT -5
A letter is hand delivered by a squire of the Ruby Rose to Henrik. It is written in beautifully stylised writing and coloured in a deep red.
My dearest Henrik,
I am unsure if you have heard about the recent hostility at the Resplendent Baths but I am writing to request permission for us to send those who died at the temple, and some more that where recently killed, to your infirmary for examination?
We desperately need to confirm what weapon(s) where used against them, what the results where and figure if there is anyway to protect from them.
Yours in friendship, Miranda
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Mar 18, 2022 13:09:57 GMT -5
A letter is hand delivered by a squire of the Ruby Rose to Henrik. It is written in beautifully stylised writing and coloured in a deep red. My dearest Henrik,
I am unsure if you have heard about the recent hostility at the Resplendent Baths but I am writing to request permission for us to send those who died at the temple, and some more that where recently killed, to your infirmary for examination?
We desperately need to confirm what weapon(s) where used against them, what the results where and figure if there is anyway to protect from them.
Yours in friendship, Miranda
As the message comes in while he is penning another he pauses to send a reply back over to Miranda with an expression of concern. Dear Miranda, Of course, my friend. We share your sorrow and hope we can lighten your burden, please bring them over to us and we can assist, in any way possible. I have sadly got extensive experience of wound identification and post-mortems. To lighter and kinder days to come, Henrik
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Post by mustanggt5000 on Apr 28, 2022 9:20:10 GMT -5
Dorf and Veslia help guide Davina through the doors. A message is left for Henrik.
Davina: *Looks around and points to the infirmary door* Veslia: *Keeps close to Davina in the event she has to step in fully* Davina: *Looks at adolina* We need to leave a message for Henrik. Dorf: *watches the ladies, but gives them plenty of space* Davina: *Her chin quivers* I need him to come to the Three Dragon Villa in Shallybrook. Veslia: *gives the arm she is holding a gentle squeeze* Davina: Blue... Arician... *Looks to Veslia then back to Adolina* Arician has... he's... *Closes her eyes unable to say it again* Veslia: *Gently adds* He has gone to rest with Mystra
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Apr 28, 2022 10:29:11 GMT -5
Dorf and Veslia help guide Davina through the doors. A message is left for Henrik. Davina: *Looks around and points to the infirmary door* Veslia: *Keeps close to Davina in the event she has to step in fully* Davina: *Looks at adolina* We need to leave a message for Henrik. Dorf: *watches the ladies, but gives them plenty of space* Davina: *Her chin quivers* I need him to come to the Three Dragon Villa in Shallybrook. Veslia: *gives the arm she is holding a gentle squeeze* Davina: Blue... Arician... *Looks to Veslia then back to Adolina* Arician has... he's... *Closes her eyes unable to say it again* Veslia: *Gently adds* He has gone to rest with Mystra After the message is given, there is movement deep in the House as Henrik is summoned from wherever he is. He pokes his head out of the clerical door, waving hand to disperse a cloud of herbal vapor coming after him before talking to Adolina. His expression drops sadly but it seems he was expecting the news "May Ilmater help his passing and Mystra guide him to his eternal reward...of course I will go there, he is my friend and I will attend to his mortal form" Gathering up his belongings, he prepares to leave for Shallybrook.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Jun 6, 2022 17:32:55 GMT -5
In one of the quiet and not often used rooms at the back of the House of Healing, Henrik has cleared a space. He cleanses the area thoroughly and sets up a table to examine and conduct tests on the corpse of a cat.
The healer stacks up a number of books nearby on animal anatomy to refresh his memory and gets to work using both divine and mundane methods to gather information.
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Post by bhagavat on Jun 21, 2022 18:19:10 GMT -5
A new face within The House Healing, Maric Boggs, walks in and looks around. He wears his simple plate armor, and looks to be a simple poor warrior. None recognize him, which is just fine with him at this point. He fears challenges of battle from those that knew of him more then the happiness of seeing old friends he left behind went he left Cormyr to 'live the dream'. More like a nightmare, but the kindness of some servants of the Broken God and changed his heart about what is important, as he had accepted his foolish ideas about a heppy life had not paid off. Coming out of his thoughts, he tried asking around for Henrick, the one he had been told to seek here in Suzial. Someone to offer him guidance in his budding faith. Someone to minister to him the ways of the God of mercy, the Pain Bearer.
They were all very busy and advised a note. So he got what he needed and left a note behind for Henrick.
to: Henrick, servant of the Broken God.
My name is Maric Boggs. Your name is familiar, so maybe mine is to you as well. I ways of seeking fame, glory, wealth and women have failed to bring me into what I thought would be a full life of happiness and contentment. Some servants of Ilmater healed and lifted me out of the blood and dirt I found myself in near the end of my life as my dream and nightmare fell apart. They ministered to me some of the basic ideas and beliefs of Love through our God of the Broken, and I assure you, I have been broken a long time. I seek guidance in my walk to come closer in heart and service to our God, the merciful Pain Bearer. My time of leasure, drink and women hasnt included staying fit for battle, though those are the skills I have been picking back up. I spend much more time in prayer and contemplation, with faith in the ways I understand to be part of the Broken One's ways.
Please contact me via letter at the Inn of Great Guant and give me a time and place to meet with you.
Sincerely, Maric Boggs, ex member of the Ironsworn Mercenaries.
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I've redone the character from scratch, taking some strength and agility, and adding wisdom. I plan a simple build of fighter/cleric. As of now he is lvl 3 : fighter 1 / Cleric 2 of Ilmater with Good and Healing Domains.
Ive been adding the backstory of his travels to his Bio.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Jun 22, 2022 11:32:11 GMT -5
Henrik sidles out of the clerical area, seeking to sneak over to Eustace to get a drink without being accosted. This appears to be a game he plays with acolytes. Instead, he is spotted and given the message, he gives up with a chuckle and opens it, reading with an interested look. "Good heavens" The healer remarks "That's amazing, I should pay him a visit, see how he is" He smiles as he folds the letter into his sleeve. "Will you watch over my experiment please brother?" He asks the acolyte "If it grows exponentially please don't panic, just record everything in my notebook" He nods back at the alchemy lab as he prepares to leave. bhagavat
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Post by offduty on Jun 23, 2022 11:30:00 GMT -5
Lyn smiles as she walks into the kitchen. When she returns she hands him a water skin full of tea made just the way he likes it. A neatly wrapped package of extra thick grilled cheese sandwiches.
"Can't have you leaving home without food, my love."
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Jun 23, 2022 12:05:48 GMT -5
Lyn smiles as she walks into the kitchen. When she returns she hands him a water skin full of tea made just the way he likes it. A neatly wrapped package of extra thick grilled cheese sandwiches. "Can't have you leaving home without food, my love." "They look delicious! Thank you so much, I won't be more than a day.. might stop off and see if Nela needs anything" Henrik smiles and gives her a kiss before he heads out "Let's hope there's no more cat incidents."
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Post by offduty on Jun 23, 2022 21:00:28 GMT -5
Lyn smiles as she walks into the kitchen. When she returns she hands him a water skin full of tea made just the way he likes it. A neatly wrapped package of extra thick grilled cheese sandwiches. "Can't have you leaving home without food, my love." "They look delicious! Thank you so much, I won't be more than a day.. might stop off and see if Nela needs anything" Henrik smiles and gives her a kiss before he heads out "Let's hope there's no more cat incidents." "You welcome sweetheart. I hope there isn't either." Returns his kiss and walks him to the door.
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Post by Fiddlesticks on Jun 24, 2022 11:12:08 GMT -5
"You welcome sweetheart. I hope there isn't either." Returns his kiss and walks him to the door. Henrik shoulders his pack and smiles as he pulls his hood up "One last thing..." He gives her a hug and says to her with a serious face "A druid walks into an inn with a tiger, the tiger flops on the floor to rest as the druid orders a drink...the innkeeper brings it over the druid's table and he looks down at the tiger and declares "You can't leave that lyin' there!"...the druid takes a sip of his drink and replies " It's not a lion it's a tiger"" With a mischevious wink, he slips out of the doors and away.
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