McIan
Journeyman
“Where did he go?” the healer asked the attendant. Standing among beds filled with seriously injured combatants of the recent battle of Trinsic, was one that had no patient when there should have been. The healer-physician, dressed in a blood-spattered full apron, hefting a leather bag of medical supplies, stood beside it in utter confusion. “Where in the nine hells is my patient?!!” he fairly roared, looking around anxiously. “I have not yet released him!”
Appearing completely baffled, shocked, and now fearful, the attendant shrugged his shoulders. “I… I don’t know sir,” he muttered. “He was here just a while ago, sleeping soundly. I had changed his head bandage and gave him something to help him rest, dull the pain,” he offered.
“When was the last time you saw him?” the doctor queried.
“Uh… about… twenty minutes ago.”
“Ask around. See if the other attendants or healers have seen him. Maybe one of them took him to relieve nature or something!”
“Yes sir!” the attendant replied, nearly saluting his superior.
“This isn’t good,” the experienced healer muttered as he sat down on the bed.
Moments later the attendant returned shaking his head. “No one has seen him in a while. He just disappeared!”
“Well what was his name? I guess we have to go looking for him and tell his kin if we cannot find him!”
“He went by the name Scar. He would not say more than that.”
“Scar?! What kind of stupid name is that?!”
“Maybe he is scarred… badly… or something?” the attendant volunteered, grinning meekly.
“Never mind that! Take a few others with you and make a quick search. If you can’t find him, report him as missing to the Constable or somebody. I will get word to his kin.”
“Right away sir!”
Hours later and after questioning numerous possible witnesses to the patient’s disappearance, the healer sat down to pen a letter to the man’s next of kin, Deminatza, his wife. It was short and to the point: Scar had been sleeping and was doing well, but was either led away or walked out himself, which was unlikely. They are reporting it as a kidnapping to the Trinsic officials. He signed it and sent it via courier according to the directions he received when the patient was admitted to the infirmary. This was not the first time this had occurred and it would be another bad mark on his record and sully the reputation of the hospital.
Heads will roll for this!
Appearing completely baffled, shocked, and now fearful, the attendant shrugged his shoulders. “I… I don’t know sir,” he muttered. “He was here just a while ago, sleeping soundly. I had changed his head bandage and gave him something to help him rest, dull the pain,” he offered.
“When was the last time you saw him?” the doctor queried.
“Uh… about… twenty minutes ago.”
“Ask around. See if the other attendants or healers have seen him. Maybe one of them took him to relieve nature or something!”
“Yes sir!” the attendant replied, nearly saluting his superior.
“This isn’t good,” the experienced healer muttered as he sat down on the bed.
Moments later the attendant returned shaking his head. “No one has seen him in a while. He just disappeared!”
“Well what was his name? I guess we have to go looking for him and tell his kin if we cannot find him!”
“He went by the name Scar. He would not say more than that.”
“Scar?! What kind of stupid name is that?!”
“Maybe he is scarred… badly… or something?” the attendant volunteered, grinning meekly.
“Never mind that! Take a few others with you and make a quick search. If you can’t find him, report him as missing to the Constable or somebody. I will get word to his kin.”
“Right away sir!”
Hours later and after questioning numerous possible witnesses to the patient’s disappearance, the healer sat down to pen a letter to the man’s next of kin, Deminatza, his wife. It was short and to the point: Scar had been sleeping and was doing well, but was either led away or walked out himself, which was unlikely. They are reporting it as a kidnapping to the Trinsic officials. He signed it and sent it via courier according to the directions he received when the patient was admitted to the infirmary. This was not the first time this had occurred and it would be another bad mark on his record and sully the reputation of the hospital.
Heads will roll for this!