Rough Day-LP Log

Halyard Village: West Square(#93069RJA)

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Surrounded on most sides by short, squat buildings, none any higher than two

levels, the main square of this small, sea-side village is covered in a fine

layer of dirt, which mostly covers the old cobble stone beneath. Many of the

buildings lining the square are homes, though some are places of business -

and, of course, there are the obligatory pubs. However, pubs are not the only

staple of a small village, especially not this one. Scattered here and there

upon sidewalks and in front of stores, various fishing nets and traps lie

about, most considerably worse for wear. It's obviously a fishing village.

Beyond that, a dirt road runs north and south from the square, with a small

scattering of homes, and behind these, a backdrop of trees. Meanwhile, beyond

the trees lies the shore.

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                               Visible Exits:

[B]ookshop and [P]awn [S]outhern [R]oad

[H]alyard [T]avern [N]orthern [R]oad

[A]ntique [S]hop [M]ain [S]treet

[B]akery [B]ack to [D]irt [P]ath

[Fo]rge [A]lley

Flint has come into town, it's been a while since he has been in Halyard and maybe just a day off and being here can relax him some. Yes he slipped off but this time he does plan to go back to the mountain, just after a break from most everyone.

Flare is already in the village, and he is moody and upset. He kicks a rock across the path and has his paws in his pocket, “No clue wot they blooming talking bout, I shouldn't even be a recruit...should just be able to do wot I want and when I want too."

Flint blinks as he sees Flare and shakes his head, normally he avoid others on a day like this , but this seems important, "Most start out as recruit, helps one get ready for later on and you don’t get to do what ya want, when ya want. Rules are important ta follow."

Flare turns and then glares at Flint, "Wot do you know? And I DO have skills and they seem to care less, telling me to go to practice when I don't need it...heck they don't even pay attention to who is there and who is not." He folds his arms over his chest "I bet privates don't get all this trouble, do ya?"

Flint answers, "I do have me commanding officer and I listen to them. I practice with my longbow lately to get it back to a level I was before I went missing and I have found out something, and that is it blooming well helps, wot." He sighs a little, "Your understand sooner or later lad."

Flare chuckles "Lad?....I am no kid or dibbun and no way am I calling you sir even if you do out rank me. It’s the patrol that doesn’t understand things...not me “He shakes his head "Ya know wot, I be outta here, de sooner the better."

Flint goes to lay a paw on Flare's shoulder, "Flare...ya need to listen and sounds like you need to go back home and think on wot ever has got ya all moody. In fact do go home and think." Hey he dos outrank him right?

Flare lets the paw touch his shoulder and glares at the road, he then turns and swings an uppercut toward the other hare's jaw! Not enough to knock him out but it will hurt if it connects, it’s enough to show he rather not talk and most likely will end up a bad move on his part, but right now he could care less.

Flint was not expecting a punch to the jaw, who would expect it from a fellow hare? He is compleley taken by surprise and knocked back a little ways and a paw goes to his jaw and he spits some blood. Not broken but hurts badly and he has a flat lip now. He stands slowly and takes a deep breath, “That....will not be taken lightly, you need to calm down and maybe have a chat with someone who can better handle this."Yeah that’s not Flare, he was missing 3 seasons and has yet to get use to being around the hares again and this is not helping one bit.

Flare narrows his eyes and goes to deliver another punch to the face if he is able, it's clear he is not in the mood to chat with any hare “No..."

Flint avoids this one with a quick sideways step and frowns, "Fine, but don't think I won't be speaking of this as right now your Way OUT OF LINE." He takes a breath again and rubs his jaw, great he needs to just back off and walk away, that’s the best thing right now.

Flare rolls his eyes, "Do whatever ya want....I could care less! Most likely be gone before you go looking for me and I DON'T plan on heading to the blooming mountain either, that’s not home to me" He then storms off muttering darkly under his breath.

Salamandastron: Recovery Room

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This is the recovery room for the Long Patrol. It is the place that, once

initially treated, injured Patrollers retire to convalesce. As such, it is

dimly but pleasantly lit, the lantern light casting a calming light on its

inhabitants. One row of cots have been provided for short term patients,

with a bedside table between each, while the long-term patients receive

considerably more comfortable lodgings. With curtains for privacy, the beds

are larger, they have extra padding, and When in season, fresh flowers are

kept in evidence. A small bookshelf with a rotating selection is kept well

stocked. The other half of the room is devoted to providing therapy to the

recovering Patrollers. All healer supplies are stored in a long row of

cabinets that line the wall from one end to the other, and from floor to

ceiling, while the rest accommodates a variety of therapy tools - light

weights, balls, jumping ropes, and other such strengthening equipment.

Crutches are hung neatly on pegs on the wall.

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                 Visible Exits:

[Out] to Level Three

Celina is in the infirm on one of the late shifts, she has been getting some extra time in for studying herbs and how to heal beasts and she has learned a lot. She has tonight been helping keep an eye on Zee.

Nearby Zinnia is a sleep on a large couch, as she had come to check on her uncle but then feel asleep and the hares on duty just let her sleep in here and not disturbed her.

Flint walks in slowly with a swollen jaw and a bruised cheek. “Hallo....ya up late lass." He speaks quietly as he walks into the room. He also has a swollen bottom lip it seems.

Celina looks up and frowns "Wot happen to you sir?" She looks around for an herb and then finds it, Arnica and it’s good for helping with bruises and and sometimes swelling that comes with bruises. She places a very small amount in water and gets a clean rag and walks over to the Private, “Here...this will help just need to lay down or just hold it to your jaw for a while and it will help with bruising, you can do it again in a couple hours just don’t pour out the mixture." She will hand it to him when he is ready.

Flint sits down and sighs, "A new recruit, Flare, got a good punch on me. He may not be the age most recruits are but he still needs some serious discipline or he won't make it in the jolly old long patrol" He takes the soaked rag and holds it where it needs to be and nods "Thanks lass, so...guessing infirm duties or you’re thinking of being a healer maybe?"

Celina smiles at the mention of healer duties, "A little of both, I think this is how I should help beasts, by being in the infirm here and I am learning a lot of stuff." She does frown some as Flare is mentioned "I..seen him, usually in the break room or on the crater, Not seen him in the training room, then maybe it’s a different time he goes."

Flint nods “Healer be a good skill ta have lass and as for Flare I wouldn't worry about him too much, if he stays he stays and if he doesn't, well..he doesn't lass."

Celina nods to this and sits down. "Ok, How long do you think it will be till they would let me be Private and a healer?"

Flint says, "Can't righty say I know lass, tis hard to say. Your just have to wait and see lass and stick to training, practice also as even if you chose healer you need to least know how to fight somewhat and be in good shape to be ready for anything out there weather its good or bad"

Celina nods “hats good advice, thanks Private Flint..errr sir" She looks a little nervous now but tries to not look it.

Flint chuckles "Ya don't have to call me sir, just Flint is fine lass and I hope ya do good in your healer lessons and one day be a good healer here"

Celina smiles "I will try me best and make all the patrol proud of me."

Flint grins "That's a girl, keep with the lessons and whats important and your do great"