The woman, Shana, one of the physicians in the city was awakened in the middle of the night by two slave girls and she curses as she wonders why did I take this caste again? Grumbling, she got dressed in her green layered robes, not even bothering with a veil, they want to collar her ass, then so be it, let people die then, go ahead! Quickly grabbing her supplies, which is all in a small chest, kept ready on her hallway table. One of the girls, a brunette in red ((sasha)) grabs her hand to rush her along. The other girl((scribe slave)) eager as well and seeming frightened, both of them did. Her guards follow and she sends one of the three to go and fetch her assistants. Telling him to make it quick, a life is at stake, correct? She shakes the girl's hand off and rubs at her sleepy eyes.
"Slow down girl! I am coming, you remember that I was sleeping!" She says curtly, really not liking to be awakened at all, she had made her rounds at the clinic and was not asleep for what, she looks to the night sky and how the stars are positioned, 3 hours! Oh Kings, this better be life and death, some people exaggerate a paper cut, for Priest Kings sake! Though she will admit, they do sting like a gitch.
Dragged, well taken almost clear across the city, okay not really but when tired, one's mind tends to erm..... exaggerate, haha. Slippered feet bring her to the inn, oh of all places and she hopes it is sanitary. She ushers the girl who had practically dragged her, inside and as she looks around, a lot of people about. Then she saw the body and the girl urges her over.
"I hear you girl! Calm down, you hear me now stay out of the way! Dear Priest Kings, what happened here?!" A woman ((Nightly-sorry didn't catch name of her)) and a man ((Furius)) were trying to keep the man's blood flow to a minimum.
"A girl can help you, Mistress, she has had some training" sasha piped up and watched as glory, she was here! and scribe slave were called away by Master Agrippa, safe haven it seems and she smiles, but then frowns as she looks to the Mistress and Master Valentin, her tears had dried for now.
"Thank you both for your trying to help him, it is greatly appreciated." She looks haughtily to the girl, who kept pestering her to hurry hurry and not having appreciated it, but, she gives her some leniency the girl was just worried for her Master, or so the woman believes.
She then moves to kneel, blood or not it did not matter and reaches to her medical chest, throwing it open and taking out gloves to protect her hands and from infecting the man's wounds. "What do we have here?" She starts to pull away the cloths and her assistants would get everything ready at the nearest clinic, she could trust her guards to follow her orders, the other two waited just inside of the door to the inn.
"Girl, get me some basins of water, harta!" The girl ((sasha)) rushes to her feet and she hears the man groan in pain, well his vocal chord is not cut, that is a good thing. She inspects the wounds, his throat first and tsks, must be a sword the wound is long, but did not hit his jugular. "You are a very lucky man." She assures him, regardless if he can hear her.
She then looks to the girl who returns, "Do you know how to make poultices?" As she shakes her head, Shana sighs. "I will show you when the time comes." She points to her chest, not wanting her bloody gloved hands to reach within. "Take out the green herbal powder, it's there to the small pouch in there, then I need you to get a bowl and put some of that water you brought into the bowl and mix it with half of that jar, harta now!" As the slave scrambles to do her bidding, the woman moves to root around in her bag with her elbows, good. The man is turned to again and she assesses the other wounds, one at his side and his mouth is a mess, dear Kings... what does the other man look like?
"When done with that, take the tuber leaves and put them into another bowl with some water, it will be come a thick mass." She takes the green herbal mixture from the girl and then starts to rinse out his wounds, speaking to the man softly. "I am here to help you, Sir. Just listen to my voice and keep focus as best you can." If he can hear her, great! If not, she is just doing what she does best, healing and bedside manner.
"This man needs to go to the clinic, once I have cleaned and stanched the bleeding." One of her assistants, a harried young woman who rushes over, telling her everything is ready back at the clinic. She tells her to head back and be sure to have some of that blood ready, the man will need some.
Wounds cleansed and she looks to the girl. "Now take that mixture and distribute it on several cloths, then hand them to me one by one." She wishes she could have taken care of this at the clinic, the better herbs there, ka-la-na root and tassa powder, but she will be able to tend to him better there, just needing to take care of the largest of the wounds. "Forget several, get me two cloths girl! I need to get him to the clinic fast."
Quick patch bandages are set to his smaller wounds, she will have to set that jaw too, glad the blood from his mouth had ceased, but she would put some of that coagulant on any wounds. Once handed the poultice, she sets it to his throat and then the other to a large deep gash on his chest. All of this taking about half an hour or so.
"Blankets! Several of them and guards, guards to help carry him out!" She shouts to them, the girl knowing to do her bidding or she would be smacked for not, she has been good so far, so Shana would feel a little bad for hitting her. Guards came bumbling in, her two did not help, knowing their duty is to protect her. "Put the blankets together, make a cot and then we will put him on it, carefully." She pulls off the gloves, all she can do for now is done, the gloves turned inside out and set into her chest, the blood kept in the enclosed space. "Girl put the rest of my supplies away and hand the chest to me. Come, we need to get him right away to the clinic, no dilly dallying!" She then moves in a swish of green robes, but stopped by a man and he hands her a jar of..... Priest Kings salve, how in the... She asked him, but he refused to say, instead something cryptic came out and she was puzzled, but she would tell the injured man.
"Wait Mistress! Wait, please!" She rolls her eyes, oh for the love of..... She turns her head, then looks to the guards. "The clinic you bumbling idiots and hurry!" Returns that light brown gaze to the girl, impatience upon her features.
"A girl wishes to go with you, please! She will not be in the way, she can help you, please." sasha feels the need to be with him, everything in such chaos, but she figures he needs someone he knows if he wakes up, he may prefer to see his girl, but she did not want to see him hurt or dying and her eyes fill with tears.
"I have much needed help at the clinic, I do not need you there." She snaps and then she saw the teary eyes and so help her, she is not a total tyrant and she sighs, non too low, letting the girl know her thoughts in that sound alone. "Very well, but do not get underfoot or I will boot you out and be done with you. Too much trouble and I will gladly beat you senseless. Hurry on then, harta!" A shake of her head, light-brown hair with blonde highlights moving and she huffs, then moves to follow. Watching the slave girl take the man's hand in hers as she walks beside him.
At the clinic, the guards were trying to usher him in and Shana rushes up. "Oh do be useful you slave and open those doors!" She yells at sasha, who rushes forward letting go of Valentin's hand and opening the doors for the men. "I warned you, no getting in the way, now keep back and follow and do what I say, understood?" As she nods mutely, she moves past her and over to the hall, calling out for her assistants who have exam room 5 open, 2 and 4 occupied. She rushes in ahead of the men and goes to the sink, to wash her hands.
"I cleaned his wounds and set a poultice to stop the bleeding, we need tassa powder, kur fat, ka-la-na root and wylow!" Her assistants move around and she takes the time to check the man's other wounds, gloves slipped on like her assistants and she instructs the slave girl and another to do the same. She has the girl help her turn him to his side a bit, away from them, leans close, good good no wounds seems to be all front ones.((i forgot most of the wounds, sorry, improvising a bit)) Her assistants come back with the supplies and she began to work. "Girl get me more water in a large basin over there and cloths."
She starts at the throat, removing the poultice and cleansing it of the coagulant, tuber root paste and she looks it over. The water brought and another empty basin is set beneath her near her feet as she cleanses the wound with the water. As she reaches for the ka-la-na root, that had been soaked in water, she then starts to move it over his wounds, carefully and her assistant in the meantime starts spreading numbing salve around the outer skin of those open gashes, so he will not feel the pain of suturing. "No need for the kur fat, I changed my mind." She waves off her other assistant, a young man with sandy hair. "Get some kanda leaves incase he wakes up. You didn't mix the tassa powder, did you? Good, put it away, but set up that blood transfer immediately, before he dies of the loss."
Once the wound cleaned and she glances to the slave, "Go outside and we will get you, take off the gloves before you do." As she seemed heistant to leave she barks out. "Harta! There is no time for games." Once she is gone, she takes the needle, that has been sterilized and a red thread already set through it, she uses long tweezers to close up the inside damdage first, once that is done, she inspects her work and then takes a new needle and starts to sew up his neck skin itself. "Set a bandage to that."
Moving along she starts to suture up his body, the chest, head and side wound and oh look, another wound that he had and it looks like it opened. So, she takes care of that one too, threaded needle given back to her each time. She sat back and everything is set up, a needle in his arm for fluids, the other for blood. "We need to keep on him all night, his injuries are bad. Dennis, go get a trained slave, I think I saw one earlier and tell her she will need to stay with him and we will keep watch here. You two did fine, thank you go on home. I will keep the vigil. I just need to set his jaw and we shall just hope."
As soon as they left, she walks over to a table and pulls out the drawer thinly beneath it, pulling out a bit of metal and she walks back over, setting it on the narrow table near the bed. She pulls up a stool and looks over his face, reaching to open his mouth with newly gloved fingers and hmm, seems he is missing a tooth or two and she feels around, coming out with no blood, but she needs to get someone else to look at it. For now she sets his jaw in metal to keep it steady and he would barely be able to talk, looks like it was just dislocated. She swipes top of forearm across her forehead and sighs. Well, she has done all she can and she removes her gloves, taking the ones out of her chest nearby and disposing of them. She then looks to the slave she sent for. "Clean this up, you and I will be staying and keeping watch over him." The girl nods and moves to start her duty.
Shana walks to the door and looks out. "Okay, you can come in, but do not and I repeat, do not touch his wounds. If you cause him to move in anyway the stitching will be undone and then I will be using your body for my personal table as I do jobs, understood? Good, I am going to get some things and be right back, that girl there, she will be able to help if he wakes up."
sasha jumps from her sitting, knees to her chest and she nods to her, moving inside and slowly walks over, reaching to take his hand, but she pauses and then does anyway and holds it as she kneels by his bed. She cries and wishes she had jumped in front of that blade for him, she is just a slave after all and she closes her eyes.
The woman came back in and asked who he is, then she sent word by guard to let his family know what has happened and where he is.
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