12-31-2019, 02:51 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]The winter days following the raid had been long and largely uneventful. The sawbones had taken the time to recover from the wounds he sustained. Though he had made a full recovery, he could still see scarring on his shoulder and back. It was... unfortunate, to say the least. Still, no use moping about it. He was still the sawbones, and he had work to do.
An excursion to town soon became necessary, if only to check on its inhabitants. However, it seemed as soon as he stepped foot into town, there were cries for help. Duty calls. He trotted off in the direction of the noise, preparing for the worst mentally. And the worst did come. Aurum was hurt. Badly so. He thought of the times had had been hurt and Aurum had carried him on his back. He couldn’t do the same, but he could help this.
He comes closer.
“Everyone who can’t help medically, out of the way,” he said impatiently, coming closer and setting down his prepared supplies. To Abathur he said: “Do your best to keep him still.” And though he wished Moth was there to help, Selby knew it was for the best that she wasn’t. Aurum was like her brother. He starts pulling out bandages and medicine. “We’ve got you, Aurum. You’re gonna be okay.”
An excursion to town soon became necessary, if only to check on its inhabitants. However, it seemed as soon as he stepped foot into town, there were cries for help. Duty calls. He trotted off in the direction of the noise, preparing for the worst mentally. And the worst did come. Aurum was hurt. Badly so. He thought of the times had had been hurt and Aurum had carried him on his back. He couldn’t do the same, but he could help this.
He comes closer.
“Everyone who can’t help medically, out of the way,” he said impatiently, coming closer and setting down his prepared supplies. To Abathur he said: “Do your best to keep him still.” And though he wished Moth was there to help, Selby knew it was for the best that she wasn’t. Aurum was like her brother. He starts pulling out bandages and medicine. “We’ve got you, Aurum. You’re gonna be okay.”