Izznet H'unar
Journeyman
The clinic is not yet open, yet the first patient has been seen and treated. I will not turn away any who seek me, regardless of space. Whatever the events of last eve may have entailed, the result to the young girl was extensive.
When I came to her, the wound was oozing. Izznet had tried to stop the bleeding, but was ill equipped to do so. Fetching me to the Knight’s Rest was a good decision.
The healer’s stone I carry was inserted into the wound as carefully as possible, but the pain was more than the young body could endure. The fact she lay unconscious was, perhaps, a good thing. It meant less moving allowing the stone to work.
The stone seems rather ordinary to look at it, but its healing properties are mighty. Thick and red as a ruby and heavy to the feel, its soul purpose is to aid in blood clotting and weaving together flesh and bone. It has a pointed end, useful to reopen wounds that close poorly, and tapers out to a soft round edge.
I have used these stones many times and find their work beyond compare where open and festering wounds are concerned. It cleans and cauterizes as it moves along living flesh. With this injury it worked quickly being mercifully gentle to the young body. As the stone helped the body mend it was pushed out. I watched carefully to ensure there would be no complications or other treatment necessary. If there is a scar, it will be minimal.
I held out my hand to catch the stone as it was expelled from the girl’s body. Almost immediately the stone crumbled into a thick dust. The job was complete and it had been utterly used up. I threw the dust into the fire causing a green tinge to burst into the flames.
Turning back to the girl I sighed a long cleansing breath to ensure no other ill effects would threaten her healing. The winds are transferred from my body to hers then returned to me. I take her pain and any other issues present on myself allowing the patient to heal in peace. I can later go purge my body into healing walls of my mountain.
I was intrigued at the soft silky blue scales that formed around the stone. It seemed almost reptilian in nature. I have not known many dragon kin, but what I knew was she would need to be taken outside before she broke things inside.
I carried the girl outside to the pond of Aegis. I hoped the healing benefits offered by the waters as well as the BaleFire would aid her. The closer I came to the pond the heavier she became. I was thankful to be close to the pond, by the time we arrived she was beyond my strength.
Bursting into her natural form the beautiful scales of the blue dragon lay on the ground next to the pool’s edge. I tried to keep the dragon’s head above the water, but it was as if she insisted on being In the water completely submerged. My only guess is that she was a dragon of the deep oceans and she would do best in the water.
The bubbles that broke the surface of the pond and the rumbling snoring that made the ground buzz made me laugh despite myself. James had noticed the commotion and came to investigate. Together we determined the dragon kin would be fine as she was and if she were not seen or heard from in a few days then there would be cause for concern.
My other concern was for Aedon. He returned from the outing disturbed and shaken. There were no outward signs of injury, but it was clear his mind and heart were deeply troubled. Were it so easy to mend a troubled heart as it is to mend a wound, I would have offered more solace. I can only offer my peace to his mind and hope it will be enough.
I am looking forward to more time in the clinic. I am also dreading the idea that such violence in the land requires my services. Perhaps this is the reason I am in these lands, at this time.
When I came to her, the wound was oozing. Izznet had tried to stop the bleeding, but was ill equipped to do so. Fetching me to the Knight’s Rest was a good decision.
The healer’s stone I carry was inserted into the wound as carefully as possible, but the pain was more than the young body could endure. The fact she lay unconscious was, perhaps, a good thing. It meant less moving allowing the stone to work.
The stone seems rather ordinary to look at it, but its healing properties are mighty. Thick and red as a ruby and heavy to the feel, its soul purpose is to aid in blood clotting and weaving together flesh and bone. It has a pointed end, useful to reopen wounds that close poorly, and tapers out to a soft round edge.
I have used these stones many times and find their work beyond compare where open and festering wounds are concerned. It cleans and cauterizes as it moves along living flesh. With this injury it worked quickly being mercifully gentle to the young body. As the stone helped the body mend it was pushed out. I watched carefully to ensure there would be no complications or other treatment necessary. If there is a scar, it will be minimal.
I held out my hand to catch the stone as it was expelled from the girl’s body. Almost immediately the stone crumbled into a thick dust. The job was complete and it had been utterly used up. I threw the dust into the fire causing a green tinge to burst into the flames.
Turning back to the girl I sighed a long cleansing breath to ensure no other ill effects would threaten her healing. The winds are transferred from my body to hers then returned to me. I take her pain and any other issues present on myself allowing the patient to heal in peace. I can later go purge my body into healing walls of my mountain.
I was intrigued at the soft silky blue scales that formed around the stone. It seemed almost reptilian in nature. I have not known many dragon kin, but what I knew was she would need to be taken outside before she broke things inside.
I carried the girl outside to the pond of Aegis. I hoped the healing benefits offered by the waters as well as the BaleFire would aid her. The closer I came to the pond the heavier she became. I was thankful to be close to the pond, by the time we arrived she was beyond my strength.
Bursting into her natural form the beautiful scales of the blue dragon lay on the ground next to the pool’s edge. I tried to keep the dragon’s head above the water, but it was as if she insisted on being In the water completely submerged. My only guess is that she was a dragon of the deep oceans and she would do best in the water.
The bubbles that broke the surface of the pond and the rumbling snoring that made the ground buzz made me laugh despite myself. James had noticed the commotion and came to investigate. Together we determined the dragon kin would be fine as she was and if she were not seen or heard from in a few days then there would be cause for concern.
My other concern was for Aedon. He returned from the outing disturbed and shaken. There were no outward signs of injury, but it was clear his mind and heart were deeply troubled. Were it so easy to mend a troubled heart as it is to mend a wound, I would have offered more solace. I can only offer my peace to his mind and hope it will be enough.
I am looking forward to more time in the clinic. I am also dreading the idea that such violence in the land requires my services. Perhaps this is the reason I am in these lands, at this time.