06-17-2016, 10:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-19-2016, 12:44 PM by Swift_Assassin.)
Before he could get a response, Carla spoke up. "Let's get going already. This place is ready to erupt into battle at a moments notice." Shad shrugged and Lennox let her down. She readjusted her collar and rubbed her shoulder while stretching it. As she rolled her neck around, she spoke up once more. "Geez, Len. I think I have a kink in my neck after that." She sighed as she walked out of the alley. No one was looking their way. "I saw the church when we arrived, I'll lead the way."
Shad looked at Lennox and Roland and shrugged again. Carla might be a bit volatile at times, but she's great at mentally mapping out locales. Perhaps that was a tracking skill she learned living amongst the Sacaens. The group was rather quiet as it traversed the town. Shad didn't dare say anything to Roland in fear of reminding Carla he was there. Lennox obviously felt the same way. Soon it came into sight. It was a rather humble structure, at least compared to the ones in Etruria. "I'll go in by myself."
"Why?" Carla inquired.
"You know of any particularly devout Sacaens? If there are Keepers inside, they might get suspicious."" He opened the door and slipped inside, closing the door behind him.
The church had a different feel to it than the atmosphere in town. It actually felt peaceful and calm. There wasn't a service on going, nor were there any Keepers to be seen. The vacant pews led Shad to the altar, which he walked up to. He looked around, gathering his courage to speak. He was willing to risk running on the backs of the pews to get out, but by the time he got there, Keepers probably would have blocked the door. He didn't want to tell the others that. He didn't want to lead them straight into a trap. At least if a trap is sprung, Shad would be the only casualty. Perhaps not even that. Would they even kill inside the church? He'd probably-"Sir Hyperion?"-be able to surrender without fearing death. At least, an immediate death. "Can you hear me?" The others would even be able to rescue him after the fact. Wouldn't be the first time-"Shadrach!"
The suddenly shout caused him to jump. He turned around and saw a young girl, donned in a white habit and veil with silver hair peaking out. He couldn't believe he didn't see her before. Wait. "Did...did you say my name? Uh...how do you know me?" He looked at her while she pouted a bit. She stared at him with her green eyes. Green eyes? Silver hair? How come that's so familiar?
"How cruel. After I lived in your house for eight years, you can't even remember me?"
Oh. That is very insensitive. He can almost feel her scorn towards him for that. "Sorry? I-"
"Got smashed in the head again, right?" Shad shook his head. Again? There wasn't even a first time...right? "My mother worked for you when you lived in Ostia. You weren't able to offer much in terms of payment, so you offered us board. She was a healer, just like I am."
That definitely sounded like one of his ideas. "I think I'm starting to remember now. Can't place your name though."
"Considering your situation, it's for the best. You're a wanted man after all." Shad gulped when she said that. He began regretting not knowing her name. "Don't worry. The Keepers of Tania are too preoccupied with the Bern situation. They haven't seen the missive we received from Santaruz. In fact, I'm the only one here now. Considering the situation, what brings you here?" She looked Shad over and saw what appeared to be casts on his forearms. "Broken bones? Must have been some fight. I'll mend them for you, of course. Any other wounds?" Shad nodded. "Take off your shirt then." Shad shot her a look. "Do you want to keep those bandages on after your healed? Shirt off."
He felt a bit uncomfortable stripping in front of the young girl. She can't be any older than Eli or Alice. But then again, if she is a healer, like she claims, then she's probably seen worse than an topless man. Then he realized, she worked for the Hyperions. "I was a bit nervous about this. But then I realized you probably saw Lennox without a shirt on on a daily basis right?" He then removed his top and placed it on a nearby pew. Suddenly, he felt a cold hand touch his side. His scar. He then felt a prickling feeling spread through his body at the sensation. "Uh. What.."
"You were the first person I tried healing, you know. My mother was out when Lenny brought you in. If I was better, you probably wouldn't even have this scar." She moved her hand up towards his shoulder, where she finds where one of the bolts ended up. She moved her hand over it pressing, causing Shad to wince in pain. "Your shoulder blade is probably broken as well." She then turned him to his side and saw the wound in his left. "That could have been fatal." Then she turned him so he was facing her and she pushed him down onto the pew. "Put your arms out." Shad did as she asked and she pulled a small knife, almost resembling a scalpel. Before he could ask why she had one, she was removing the braces that Cass made to examine his arms. Shad's mouth opened, but before it closed, she shoved a ball of cloth in his mouth. "Bite down if it hurts." Shad did as she asked as she examined his arms more thoroughly. Did the church teach her this stuff, or was it stuff she learned living with them? "Since I know you well enough that you won't stay bed ridden, I suppose I'll heal you."
She left him there, momentarily, to retrieve a staff from a storeroom. She then raised the staff and shortly thereafter his forearms were fixed, and presumably his shoulder blade. As good as new. She left once more, letting Shad removed the cloth. She returned with another staff, this time for the crossbow bolt wounds. "I can't thank you enough. Uh..."
"No names. If the Keepers catch you and find you completely healed, I'm not going to risk you naming me." Before he could ask why, she cut him off, like so many times before. Starting by removing the used bandages."I have a duty as a healer to help the injured and sick, regardless of who they are."
"Regardless of who owns the city?" She nodded. Of course. That would be the only reason she did this for him. Doing so could be a crime, helping a 'heretic' after all. But she doesn't care. She swore an oath to the people, not to the state, to heal them. Which means he couldn't convince her to come, even if he begged. She finished removing his bandages, allowing Shad to put his shirt back on. "I hope I'll see you again, in happier times."
"Of course."
As Shad opened the door, he recalled what she had said about hitting his head. Did that have to do with the scar? As he was about to turn his head to ask, Lennox called out to him. "Shad. Somethings about to go down. We just heard a wyvern's death knell."
"Go. I'll stay here."
He nodded and closed the door behind him.
Shad looked at Lennox and Roland and shrugged again. Carla might be a bit volatile at times, but she's great at mentally mapping out locales. Perhaps that was a tracking skill she learned living amongst the Sacaens. The group was rather quiet as it traversed the town. Shad didn't dare say anything to Roland in fear of reminding Carla he was there. Lennox obviously felt the same way. Soon it came into sight. It was a rather humble structure, at least compared to the ones in Etruria. "I'll go in by myself."
"Why?" Carla inquired.
"You know of any particularly devout Sacaens? If there are Keepers inside, they might get suspicious."" He opened the door and slipped inside, closing the door behind him.
The church had a different feel to it than the atmosphere in town. It actually felt peaceful and calm. There wasn't a service on going, nor were there any Keepers to be seen. The vacant pews led Shad to the altar, which he walked up to. He looked around, gathering his courage to speak. He was willing to risk running on the backs of the pews to get out, but by the time he got there, Keepers probably would have blocked the door. He didn't want to tell the others that. He didn't want to lead them straight into a trap. At least if a trap is sprung, Shad would be the only casualty. Perhaps not even that. Would they even kill inside the church? He'd probably-"Sir Hyperion?"-be able to surrender without fearing death. At least, an immediate death. "Can you hear me?" The others would even be able to rescue him after the fact. Wouldn't be the first time-"Shadrach!"
The suddenly shout caused him to jump. He turned around and saw a young girl, donned in a white habit and veil with silver hair peaking out. He couldn't believe he didn't see her before. Wait. "Did...did you say my name? Uh...how do you know me?" He looked at her while she pouted a bit. She stared at him with her green eyes. Green eyes? Silver hair? How come that's so familiar?
"How cruel. After I lived in your house for eight years, you can't even remember me?"
Oh. That is very insensitive. He can almost feel her scorn towards him for that. "Sorry? I-"
"Got smashed in the head again, right?" Shad shook his head. Again? There wasn't even a first time...right? "My mother worked for you when you lived in Ostia. You weren't able to offer much in terms of payment, so you offered us board. She was a healer, just like I am."
That definitely sounded like one of his ideas. "I think I'm starting to remember now. Can't place your name though."
"Considering your situation, it's for the best. You're a wanted man after all." Shad gulped when she said that. He began regretting not knowing her name. "Don't worry. The Keepers of Tania are too preoccupied with the Bern situation. They haven't seen the missive we received from Santaruz. In fact, I'm the only one here now. Considering the situation, what brings you here?" She looked Shad over and saw what appeared to be casts on his forearms. "Broken bones? Must have been some fight. I'll mend them for you, of course. Any other wounds?" Shad nodded. "Take off your shirt then." Shad shot her a look. "Do you want to keep those bandages on after your healed? Shirt off."
He felt a bit uncomfortable stripping in front of the young girl. She can't be any older than Eli or Alice. But then again, if she is a healer, like she claims, then she's probably seen worse than an topless man. Then he realized, she worked for the Hyperions. "I was a bit nervous about this. But then I realized you probably saw Lennox without a shirt on on a daily basis right?" He then removed his top and placed it on a nearby pew. Suddenly, he felt a cold hand touch his side. His scar. He then felt a prickling feeling spread through his body at the sensation. "Uh. What.."
"You were the first person I tried healing, you know. My mother was out when Lenny brought you in. If I was better, you probably wouldn't even have this scar." She moved her hand up towards his shoulder, where she finds where one of the bolts ended up. She moved her hand over it pressing, causing Shad to wince in pain. "Your shoulder blade is probably broken as well." She then turned him to his side and saw the wound in his left. "That could have been fatal." Then she turned him so he was facing her and she pushed him down onto the pew. "Put your arms out." Shad did as she asked and she pulled a small knife, almost resembling a scalpel. Before he could ask why she had one, she was removing the braces that Cass made to examine his arms. Shad's mouth opened, but before it closed, she shoved a ball of cloth in his mouth. "Bite down if it hurts." Shad did as she asked as she examined his arms more thoroughly. Did the church teach her this stuff, or was it stuff she learned living with them? "Since I know you well enough that you won't stay bed ridden, I suppose I'll heal you."
She left him there, momentarily, to retrieve a staff from a storeroom. She then raised the staff and shortly thereafter his forearms were fixed, and presumably his shoulder blade. As good as new. She left once more, letting Shad removed the cloth. She returned with another staff, this time for the crossbow bolt wounds. "I can't thank you enough. Uh..."
"No names. If the Keepers catch you and find you completely healed, I'm not going to risk you naming me." Before he could ask why, she cut him off, like so many times before. Starting by removing the used bandages."I have a duty as a healer to help the injured and sick, regardless of who they are."
"Regardless of who owns the city?" She nodded. Of course. That would be the only reason she did this for him. Doing so could be a crime, helping a 'heretic' after all. But she doesn't care. She swore an oath to the people, not to the state, to heal them. Which means he couldn't convince her to come, even if he begged. She finished removing his bandages, allowing Shad to put his shirt back on. "I hope I'll see you again, in happier times."
"Of course."
As Shad opened the door, he recalled what she had said about hitting his head. Did that have to do with the scar? As he was about to turn his head to ask, Lennox called out to him. "Shad. Somethings about to go down. We just heard a wyvern's death knell."
"Go. I'll stay here."
He nodded and closed the door behind him.