Ebony meets Angela and other catastrophes
This happened right after this log: http://rwmuck.limitless.org/rwmuck/content/leave-camp
RW Abbey: Infirmary
Several beds are lined against the red sandstone walls of the Abbey's Infirmary. An examination table, separated from the rest of the room by hanging blankets, rests against the far wall. Tucked into a small alcove is a sizeable workbench with various containers for mixing and preparing medicinal compounds. Against another wall is a desk for use by the Infirmary Keeper. A curtained off alcove behind the desk hides a locked door to the Infirmary's supplies and linens.
Exits: Infirmary [Rec]overy Room, [H]ealer's [D]ormitory, [O]pen [G]round, [Hall]
Zork the badger. Ebony the rat. DoraRose and Angela the mice. Thorn the rat. Timothy the mouse. Taran, another mouse. Lacota the squirrel. Emyuil, yet another mouse. Jess the rabbit.
Zork walks in and lays the rat Ebony onto a cot and sits down in a chair looking very glad the wildcat decided to leave rather than try and fight like it seemed he wanted to do.
Ebony lets out a painful groan as she is slowly laid down. Luckily the arrow wasn't bumped but still its not good to have an arrow in your collar bone either way, a novice healer looks her over.
Thorn comes running into the infirmary, hey she is inside the abbey so they are not stopping her from running inside the abbey, just not outside, not that she was going that far anyways, she stays close to the door and looks over at Ebony.
Ebony stays quiet as the novice healer frowns unsure of the best way to get the arrow out, the ratmaid on the other paw just wants it out and then from there decide what to do.
The door to the hallway opens and Angela the healer and DoraRose the warrior enter, discussing something. The old healer immediately sizes up the situation and hurries over, saying, "Aye, that's a nasty wound ye've got there, lassie. How'd that 'appen?" She begins to inspect the wound as her granddaughter goes over to the younger rat and tries to lay a reassuring paw on her shoulder. "It'll be alright; my Nana knows what she's doing."
Thorn frowns, she is still clearly upset and curls up on an empty cot that she is already on.
Zork has been sitting here by the door since he brought Ebony in," Morgan..de wildcat was close to de gates. De widcat is ..is insane" He leans back on the chair, having calmed some since he came in as the wildcat was seriously starting to make his temper rise.
Ebony frowns, the arrow hurts and missed hitting anything major by a few centimeters in fact, she stays still and doesn't speak as she is unsure if the arrow in her collarbone would be disturbed if she spoke.
Angela smiles and orders the Novice to get a cart of herbs, bandages and warm water that she needs. "Aye, 'tis a nasty wound, but I think I can fix it. Ye can talk, no worries; just try not to move. 'Ow did it 'appen, and do ye feel queer in any way other than 'avin' an arrow stickin' out of ye?" DoraRose sits by the young rat, quiet and calm, but ready to comfort her if need be.
Thorn frowns, "Morgan...s...shot my mom with an arrow and he threaten to shot someone else too" She has a couple tears going down her face.
Zork nods "Yes and de wildcat said something bout not being over, so he may try ta come back" He sits up better now but seemed to be feeling a little blah for a few minutes but seems fine now.
Ebony finally speaks, "I...have an...arrow in me...what do you think" She keeps a flat tone, best not to yell when they are helping her, "Morgan was kicked out of...of the silent blades so now he sees me as an enemy...and wants me dead most likely" She frowns "And he is after Thorn too.."
DoraRose goes to hug the young rat. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. If this Morgan beast comes back, I'll do my best to stop him permanantly." Angela drops all cheerful tones and looks and growls at the rat leader. "Don't sass me. I could just leave this 'ere arrow in ye and see 'ow long it takes to infect. Would ye like me to do that? Hmm? If not, then ye better keep a civil tongue in yer 'ead." She starts to wash her paws.
Thorn frowns, "He made an arrow bounce off the walls, and then..." She frowns and just stays quiet, she is upset right now.
Ebony narrows her eyes at the mouse but decides to not speak what's on her mind, "I...wouldn't want the arrow to stay in...no"
Zork has for the most part stayed quiet and slowly stands, "I'll be in me room...chat later" He leans on the doorway some and then slowly heads to his room, a couple times he places a paw on the wall then walks on to his room.
Deciding to check on his injured shield brothers Timothy moves into the infirmary; he doesn't question the commotion over in the corner as the news is probably all over the Abbey right now. If Ebony gets a glimpse of him as he passes she'll catch the sight of a somewhat recently viewed emblem out by the river where she lost some of her bandits, A blood red sun emblazoned on the Steel-rimmed round shield he carries on his back.
DoraRose waves good-bye to the badger, then scoops the young rat onto her lap. "Well, that just shows how rotten of a shot he is. He probably couldn't kill anybeast even if he tried." Angela smiles grimly at the older rat as she dries her paws. "Good, then per'aps we shall 'ear some civility from ye. Anesthetic," she adds, holding out her paws to the Novice. After numbing the are, the old healer begins the disgusting and bloody process of extracting the arrow, cleaning the wound and bandaging the whole thing back up. A second Novice draws a curtain around the group so no one (mainly the Dibbun) can see it.
Thorn frowns and lets Dorarose pick her up as tears go down her face, she is not sure why she is upset, but she is as she sniffs and is quiet now as she has nothing else to say right now, she does mutter something but it's unclear what it is.
Ebony manages to not scream while the arrow is taken out, she growls once and grumbles a sorry letting the healer do what's needed to get the arrow out and tend to the wound and get it bandaged, she then realizes something, and has yet to see Tim, "I am going to have to stay here a couple days aren't I?"
It isn't likely she will soon either with that curtain in the way, meanwhile Timothy is paying more attention to the ferret with the head wound. as long as he takes his rest and healing seriously the ferret should be back patrolling in a few weeks. The mouse who took an arrow in the knee makes some sort of joke about how he used to be an adventurer till he took an arrow in the knee; but joking aside he is lucky that the ligaments weren't too severed by the arrow he took and should be able to get back out there a few weeks before the ferret.
Angela gives her patient a 'well, duh' look. "Aye, ye'll 'ave to stay 'ere for at least 4 ot 5 days, just to be on the safe side. There we go!" She washes her paws as the Novices draw the curtain back and put away what wasn't used and clean the instruments. "And I would also suggest that ye stay 'ere in Redwall until whoever 'twas that shot ye is dead, so we don't 'ave to do this again. I also really 'ate doin' autopsies." DoraRose gently nudges the Dibbun. "Hey, look, your Mama's all fixed now."
Thorn sniffs and looks over at Ebony, she still looks worried but doesn't go over to her. Yes she cares but she hasn't seen her mom in a long time, well for a day maybe but that's not alot in 2 seasons. She nods slowly and looks around noticeing someone else is gone "Where...Zork go?"
Ebony starts to say something and holds back and simply nods. She looks at the bandage and sighs and then she sees Tim and grumbles to herself, she turns and faces the wall
Taran has yet to wake up and still has a high fever. His chest is bandaged and so is his leg, his leg seems the worse right now and he has some cuts on him here and there. He most likely doesn't not know he is in Redwall even right now.
The door pushes open and the figure of Lacota makes an appearance, leaning heavily on the door frame and reaching around trying to find a staff he dropped. He is too proud to ask for assistance.
Timothy after giving the mouse a firm pawshake an checking on the ferret once more Timothy will turn around to walk towards the door... only to see Lacota pawwing out for something. "Friar, what are you looking for?"
DoraRose just goes to hug the Dibbun closer. Angela goes over to Taran now and starts to check on his wounds, rolling her eyes at the dorky-ness of the Friar.
Thorn frowns, she is tired and yawns, "The wildcat was going to shoot him too...tried to get him to fight him...then Morgan walked into..woods" She is soon asleep in Dorarose's arms.
Taran doesn't respond, well he is breathing but not as good as he should be and his forehead is hot
Lacota frowns at the mouse. "I dropped a walking stick. I decided to come upstairs against my better judgment, Timothy."
Timothy chuckles and walks over to the Friar to help him search around. "Well Friar, you certainly got up here all right. So perhaps your Judgment wasn't too bad."
DoraRose gently lays the sleeping Dibbun down on the cot and goes over to help the Friar search, too. "Y'know, you could've and possibly should've asked for help." Angela purses her lips, then gestures a Novice to come over with some needed stuff. After washing her paws again, she picks up a scalpel and lances the infected wound on Taran's leg. After she does that, she'll rinse it with very warm water and a tincture.
Taran is probably glad to be in a faint right now or he would of screamed loudly cause of that, he does groan weakly but he doesn't wake up and shivers slightly. He needs to get his fever down.
Lacota sighs. "I'm tired of asking for help. I'm not a dibbun! I can take care of myself!" He sags against the doorframe suddenly, looking woozy. "Ugh..." He almost collapses. "I... I uhh... I came to see if my...uhh..head bandage can be removed...yet..."
Timothy lifts an eyebrow up as he helps to prop Lacota back up. "I'm not the one to be asking that. But you know that. "I can however help fin your cane. After all, not being able to see is difficult... maybe you should put some sort of scent on it till your able to see again. Or attach a handle made from rope to it."
DoraRose scowls as she leaps forward to help the squirrel. "Oh, yeah, because you definitely did /not/ fall over just now. Come on, Lacota. Who are you trying to kid? You can't see; how in the world can you do everything by yourself?" Angela has finished rinsing the infected wound and now goes to pack it with anti-infection herbs, then bandage it up loosely so it can drain on it's own.
Taran doesn't do much in his fevered faint, hopefully he will wake soon.
Emyuil walks into the Infirmary and walks over to DoraRose, giving her a quick hug and smiling briefly before his scarred face goes emotionless again.
Lacota allows himself to be helped into the room. "Yes, I fell! Yes, I need help! I'm just an invalid... I can't even cook! What Friar is unable to cook? It's pathetic!"
Thorn wakes up slowly and looks around as she rubs her eyes and sits up.
Timothy rubs his ears and shakes his head. "Your not an invalid till your dead or close enough to it. That may not make sense but it's true. Besides you'll get your sight back soon." Timothy hopes at least.
For her part, DoraRose just rolls her eyes at the Friar. "Yeah, slip into self-pity mode. Good idea. You'll be fine. Once you stop falling over and get used to the Abbey again, you'll be back to cooking like none other. Don't worry." Angela has finished fixing up Taran and now goes over to her grandson. "'Ow can I 'elp ye, young un?" She asks kindly, leaving the Novices to clean up and help the less drastically injured creatures.
Jess pokes his head in the infirm as there is a good number of beasts in here.
"Just came to see what was going on in here," Emyuil says with a shrug. "Figured I'd see if I could be any help."
Lacota sighs. "If you say so... At the very least, can I get this bump on the back of my head looked at? I would like to be rid of bandages around my head..."
Thorn walks over to the doorway, its too crowded in here for her likeing.
The current injured in the room consist of a tall mouse and a shorter one, a ferret and a rat. The Ferret and Tall mouse both have steelrimmed large wood shields resting against a bedpost. Their make is much like Timothy's own that rests on his back; related perhaps. Timothy for his part goes to help Lacota sit down. "Don't worry Friar, they'll be off soon enough I'm sure. Meanwhile I'll get to finding that walking stick."
DoraRose also suddelny looks around and frowns, wondering at the large group of creatures suddenly in the Infirmary. Angela nods and grabs her grandson's paw. "Good. 'Elp me 'ere." She pull shim over to the Rising Sun ferret guy andgoes to examine his wound while a Novice brings over a cart of needed supplies.
Jess stays by the doorway saying nothing right now.
Emyuil follows his grandmother and awaits instructions, paws folded behind his back. "What do I do?"
Lacota nods at Tim. "Thank you, Timothy... I appreciate your help..." He sighs. "You can't imagine the strain I'm under lately... I feel like I'm going to crack... or explode..."
Thorn listens to the talking, she walks over to Lacota "Cheer up Friar Lacota, its a nice day...well mostly, it is sunny"
The Ferret groans a bit, that head injury still hurts, he's lucky it only took off an ear and didn't cleave him in the skull completely. Timothy smiles and starts to look around the corners of the room, that's where he'd put a staff or something else like it. "My pleasure Friar, it is the least I can do honestly. I'm not a healer after all. Sure, I can bandage and treat wounds out on the field but that is nothing compared to true healing."
DoraRose leaves the room to go spend the rest of the day with her Dibbuns, who have just gotten out of Abbey School. Angela scowls. "Whatever I tell ye, and don't ask questions! 'Ow many times must I tell ye that?!" After doing that, she goes down to the kitchens ot order soup for the beasts in the Infirmary who are awake.
Thanks for reading! Sorry that this is kind of long.... :P :)
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