*down by the river outside the east gate of Trolls Bane whimpers, of pain can be heard from the broken form of Stefan Elvaris. His hand clutched at a bleeding wound on his neck, the blood oozing from between his fingers. He shivers slightly ever now and then uttering a name over and over again.*
Elijah....Elijah...
Blood and water.
Moderator: Gamemasters
Era makes her way to the hospital, still disturbed by the stories of the human man. "Stef has to be alright.... he just has to be" She'd decided to grab the healing potion she had stashed at the hospital, just in case she saw him.
In her distracted state, she nearly tripped over the body lying just outside the door at Tony's feet. Her gut wrenched when she turned him over and saw the wound at his neck. Her ears almost didn't hear the faint moan that escaped his lips, but her heart leapt when it did. "Thank the Gods! Hang on Stef... just hang on!" She scrambled to her feet, running to the depot and digging frantically for the potion she kept there. As an afterthought, she grabbed a bottle of water and some cloth, running back to kneel beside him.
She quickly poured some water on the cloth, wiping away some of the excess blood so that she could see the wound a bit more clearly. Tossing the stained cloth aside, she uncorked the potion and whispered a prayer to the Five as she slowly poured it over the wound, grabbing another cloth from her bag to absorb any excess. as she emptied the bottle, she wiped the rag across the wound, wiping the extra potion on it. She held the cloth in place trying to stop the bleeding and praying to the Gods for a miracle.....
In her distracted state, she nearly tripped over the body lying just outside the door at Tony's feet. Her gut wrenched when she turned him over and saw the wound at his neck. Her ears almost didn't hear the faint moan that escaped his lips, but her heart leapt when it did. "Thank the Gods! Hang on Stef... just hang on!" She scrambled to her feet, running to the depot and digging frantically for the potion she kept there. As an afterthought, she grabbed a bottle of water and some cloth, running back to kneel beside him.
She quickly poured some water on the cloth, wiping away some of the excess blood so that she could see the wound a bit more clearly. Tossing the stained cloth aside, she uncorked the potion and whispered a prayer to the Five as she slowly poured it over the wound, grabbing another cloth from her bag to absorb any excess. as she emptied the bottle, she wiped the rag across the wound, wiping the extra potion on it. She held the cloth in place trying to stop the bleeding and praying to the Gods for a miracle.....
As Stefan lay there the look of pain over his face slowly eased, a dark orb of an eye flicking open, taking a moment to search its surroundings before focusing on the elfess. “Era...tell Elijah...” He winces at a sudden jolt of pain from his neck, breaking his sentence before he continues. “Watch out for Jefferson Grey...” Closing his eye once more he enters a more peaceful state as he loses consciousness, his chest rising and falling at a steadier pace.
Era's heart flutters with hope as his eyes open. She hears his words and starts to tell him that she knows, but stops as his eyes close again. She frowns deeply raising her eyes to the halfling near the door. "Don't just stand there Tony, help me get him inside. The poor man shouldn't have to lie on the ground when there's a perfectly good bed inside." She grunts as they half carry half drag him in and hoist him on a bed. Era wipes the sweat from her brow and sighs.
"I really should train more... build up some strength." She goes to the depot digging out a mortar and turns to the halfling. "I'm going to need some sibanac leaves Tony. That wound is going to hurt like hell when he wakes, but some sib paste might help." She busies herself cleaning his neck thoroughly as the halfling digs in the depot. "He's still breathing, but we're not out of the woods yet." She smiles appreciatively as he hands her some leaves. "Thank you, Tony. I will pay you for these later, you know I'm good for it.." She nods to him as he heads back to his post, her hands already grinding the leaves to a fine pulp. She hums softly as she works, pausing to call out, "Tony? Do you have anything to make a nice strong tea? I have a feeling It's going to be a long one. And I'm going to need all the energy I can get." She smiles towards the door. "You just might be my second favorite halfling Tony"
"I really should train more... build up some strength." She goes to the depot digging out a mortar and turns to the halfling. "I'm going to need some sibanac leaves Tony. That wound is going to hurt like hell when he wakes, but some sib paste might help." She busies herself cleaning his neck thoroughly as the halfling digs in the depot. "He's still breathing, but we're not out of the woods yet." She smiles appreciatively as he hands her some leaves. "Thank you, Tony. I will pay you for these later, you know I'm good for it.." She nods to him as he heads back to his post, her hands already grinding the leaves to a fine pulp. She hums softly as she works, pausing to call out, "Tony? Do you have anything to make a nice strong tea? I have a feeling It's going to be a long one. And I'm going to need all the energy I can get." She smiles towards the door. "You just might be my second favorite halfling Tony"
Era adds a bit of water to the sibinac pulp, mixing it in to a paste which she gently smooths around the freshly cleaned wound. She smiles, setting the mortar aside and wiping her hands on a spare rag as Tony brings her a cup of strong-smelling tea. "Thank you Tony." She sips it quietly for a minute, allowing the paste to soak in a bit.
Placing the empty cup on the table, she moves to the depot and pulls out some bandages. She chuckles softly as she wraps the cloth around his neck, sealing the wound. "Between you and Sere... I'll be a fully trained medico in a matter of weeks." Tying off the bandage, she sits back in the chair, watching Stef's chest rise and fall gently as Tony pours her another cup of tea. "Now comes the hardest part, Tony... the wait"
Placing the empty cup on the table, she moves to the depot and pulls out some bandages. She chuckles softly as she wraps the cloth around his neck, sealing the wound. "Between you and Sere... I'll be a fully trained medico in a matter of weeks." Tying off the bandage, she sits back in the chair, watching Stef's chest rise and fall gently as Tony pours her another cup of tea. "Now comes the hardest part, Tony... the wait"
After a good long rest a groan leaves Stefan then another more violent one escapes as he tries to lift his head, pain tweaking down the side of his neck. “Ack! Bloody Hellbriar!” His head falls back down to the pillow beneath, his eye wandering over to the elfess sitting by his bed. “Era, did you do all this?” He blinks a few short times before composing himself once more. “I, uh...wow, thank you.” He summons a warm smile as he brings a hand up to feel the bandaged wound, his cheek twitching a little as his gingerly brushes a hand over the bandages. “I’ll be back in action in no time.” His smile fades slightly as he remembers the circumstances of his situation. His eyes drift up to focus on the ceiling. “That bloody Jefferson Grey...he’ll get what’s coming to him...”He gives a smile to Era once more, perhaps not quite as bright as the first, but a smile never the less.