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 Miner Courtyard (#6010) Not especially large, the smooth stone area is still big enough to accommodate several dragons landing or taking off without danger from the cliffs. The ground is big square flagstones, cut from pale granite and remarkably hard wearing. However, at the midpoint of the courtyard is a creation of a master stoneworker - a centerpiece to draw the eye. It is a globe; a relatively stylized model of Pern, done with intricate inlay work that has covered the entire orb with semi-precious stones that gleam in the light - the high polish the work of dutiful apprentices. In diameter, it would be approximately ten feet (three meters). Looking northwards, people can see an imposing granite bluff with various openings cut into it - which is the MineHold itself. Nevertheless, glance west and you see the ground drops away steeply - a carefully paved wagon track leads down towards Tillek Hold proper. To the south is nothing but rough rocky outcrops, sharp-edged and dangerous land to traverse. The east is also rocky but a well-trodden path winds through the outcrops and up over a ridge. It is a spring afternoon. To the south, you see two people. Obvious exits: Brellan has disconnected. Brellan falls asleep. Tonar walks in. Theodor leaves the courtyard for the hubbub of the main hall. Tonar has arrived. Kaysa walks in. Kaysa leaves for the Upper Courtyard. Tonar leaves for the Lower Courtyard. Kaysa has arrived. Kaysa leaves for the Lower Courtyard. Ktria walks in. Ktria walks in. Jossie skips happily in from the Minecraft Shop. Jossie leaves the courtyard for the hubbub of the main hall. Kaysa walks in. Kaysa goes home. Ktria goes home. Above, Niamhyth shimmers in from ::between::! Bryann walks in. Above, Niamhyth glides down for a landing. Niamhyth glides down and lands. Bryann manages to get her sorry self down to the gather, only to find that half of her fellow appies are toasted. Keral walks in. Kariel walks in. Lyri slides from Niamhyth's neck and lands gently on the ground. Hiliza goes home. Gaederon looks about at the other people standing or lying down and rushes over to see if his fellow smiths are allright. He begins to reach out to help someone but realizes his left arm is not working right, and looks at it. "Shards." he shouts as he notices the blood coming from his arm. He puts his hand on the wound and holds it tightly so it doesn't bleed as much. Natali drops to her knees, throbbing pain in an aura around her whole body as the blast of light fades away. She blinks a few times before crying out in pain, holding one arm and her neck with the held arm. Caylea has arrived. Explosion? What explosion? Oh, you mean the one that put her in Filli's lap? "Ow.." Is all that Niyati can manage just now, being stunned out of her wits at the moment, though she does manage to slide rather gracefully back down onto the stone of the courtyard with a rather wet thud. Caylea sees the crowd and immediately turns right back around. Caylea leaves the courtyard for the hubbub of the main hall. Kellamari sits, rocking back and forth slightly, sobbing silently through her throbs of pain. A hand is clapped firmly over a tear in her breeches, blood still flowing from the big wound. Shivering from shock, she looks up, tear and bloodstained face trembling along with her whole body. Bryann manages to just stare wide eyed at the carnage all around. She sees fellow Herders down, sucking in a breath she rushes over. "Filli? 'Rupa?" Looking them over she stupidly asked. "You two all right?" Caylea arrives from the hubbub of the main hall. Filli looks around and notices a smith in her lap. Throbbing pain in her leg and arm she looks around. "What happen?" she ask looking around and hearing her name. "I'm uh.." is all she says. Lyri moves away from her overly concerned lifemate and, staying out of the way of the healers, looks about at the mess. "I can move those who need it or go get more healers." She offers in a rather loud voice. "I know a little about taking care of wounds.." She turns and opens a bag attatched to Niamhyth's straps, producing a few medium containers of numbweed and hands then out to a few passing... then just looks around. Surupa is on the ground with her costume charred off just a bit. Head upright and slightly bleeding from having it scraped on the floor. Arm seems to be useless as well as her right leg. Ouch, more like Ouch! She's crying out in pain at the moment, shards of metal seem to stick out where ever neccessary. What -had- happened here? A flash of light and then... PAIN! Buffy blinks in from ::between:: and circles about the room, wings stretched wide. Kellamari just sobs, head burrowed once again in her knees. Both hands are now held tighter over the big wound on her right calf, in hopes to delay the bleeding. Trembling with shock and fright, she simply sits there, rocking back and forth like a hurt kidlet. Filli looks over her body and hisses as she takes a look. Yeah she would have had to been in the front. Catching sight of bits of metal and burns here an there she takes a look at her costume.. Ack well at least parts of her are still coverd. Looking toward the smith who was in her lap she very slowly sits up. "Are you okay?" she ask ignoring her own pain. Hey after falling into a cave and breacking a few bones..stuff like metal is not suppose to hurt..Right? Lilting descent traded for a more direct approach, brown Whoppereth makes a rather dive-bombing flight into the courtyard, plummeting at an alarming speed. Nonetheless, he makes a graceful landing, much to the pride of his rider, B'mac, as two Healers clambor down the mammoth creature's side. Bags slung over their shoulder, Kariel and Keral are here from Reaches. "What in Faranth's name..." Kare mutters, eyes wide as he pauses momentarily next to his mentor in utter bewilderment... She comes in rather belatedly. But hey, give a healer a break: She'd slept through the explosion. Right through it in fact. Only her firelizard fair's screeching and tugging had snatched her out of her dreams. And to what avail? To be dragged across the courtyard by a rainbow of colored wings? "Okay, okay, I get the sharding point!" She says, waving away the group as she comes jogging up. "What /happened/?" Shards. Caylea glances around for another healer, spotting a few picking up the pieces. She spots Surupa and blinks rapidly. "Sur!" She jogs over to her, hands flying to her pouch. Natali grips her arm tightly as immense pain radiates around a rather large wound on her forearm. Eyes squinch as tears pour down her face. Her hand drops the wand as she huddles to herself, free hand holding her neck where more pain circulates. Keral walks in at the head of a trio of healers, voluminous bag over one shoulder, clothes thrown on hasitly, and takes in the situation with healer calm. After a few moments of observation, he begins directing healers, "Kariel, you deal with those ones." his hand gestures towards Cay, and then neverminds as she already busiues herself with someone..." Keral himself moving to Kellamari to start with, observing her more closely, and then gesturing to Lyri, "Anybody who can get up and move, take them to the infirmary at 'Reaches, bandage them up as best you can, enlist someone to help if there's no one in the infirmary, I'll deal with them when I get back..." his hand already reaching into his pouch, bringing out a large tin of numbweed. Having never been in such an accident, just a few scratches at that, Surupa clamps her useful hand on her leg which holds plenty of gashes from the flying metal. So many! So many in pain like her? She seems to twirl and tremble as she glances down upon her -own- wounds and for the first time, getting a good look. Lyri heads back over to her dragon and passes a few more small bundles to a passing individual, not bothering to check for a healer's knot before nodding and moving about to find those least injured and moveable. "Right." Niyati isn't feeling anything......yet. You see, that last bit of bumping, namely her head upon the courtyard stones, was just the last straw. Now the smith, looking rather odd as she is slumped backward over the bent flamethrower tank, simply lays there, her only motion breathing and an occasional twitch. Gaederon tears off a bit of cloth and wraps it tightly on his arm, tying it with his mouth and free hand. He he then walks over to Niyati, who is prone over another woman "Are you alright miss?" he asks (Filli) as he begins to unstrap the Flamethrower from his fellow apprentice's back. Niyati removes Craft Flamethrower5 from her back and carefully sets it down. You remove Craft Flamethrower1 from your back and carefully set it down. Gaederon lifts Craft Flamethrower5 and straps it on his back. Kellamari looks up to the healer standing near her, and wimpers again, as her chin comes in contact with a patch of blood on her left shoulder. Wincing, she looks up, but doesn't say anything, just sits there and trembles. Above, Dsalth soars in from the southwest. Buffy suddenly disappears ::between:: with a chirp! Young Journeyman i scared, frankly. He's just a midwife... he can deliver bebes all day, but this scares him. Blod and tears and trembling... excpet that person over there. Who isn't moving. Oh, that can/not/ be a good sign. Hands trembling violently, lanky legs carry him towards Niyati and to her side, hand moving to gently shake her shoulder... "Ma'am? Oh, please, ma'am, wake up..." What's next after this? Um... smelling salts. If she doesn't wake up. Squeek. "We're going to need to get these clothes off them, Keral... aren't we?" Above, Dsalth glides down for a landing. Dsalth glides down and lands. Gaederon takes the damaged 'thrower away from the spots of burning agenothree, and notices a healer "Thank Faranth you are here. The journeyman took the worst of it, and from appearance, there's a herder there who got hit hard too." he carries the thrower off to a safe area and sets it down. Dsalth watches with interest as P'rru descends carefully Filli looks at Gaederon, "I'm alive if that counts for anything." oh yes the always sarcastic Filli. wincing softly she looks around. Wow what a mess. Looking for Rupa she dose not spot the other herders. Pulling of a bit of what is left of her costume she trys to get the bleeding in her leg to stop. Auri walks in. Okay, so, the question now was who /wasn't/ injured? Caylea can only do one person at a time. There were other healers about as well, so she turns her attention to Surupa. "Oh Rupa...What have you got yourself into.." She shakes her head as she pulls out her first aid kit. She searches the wound for any fragments even as she bats Surupa's hand gently away from the wounds. "You just relax, hun, I'll get you patched up in no time." Bryann stands there, frozen in place, probably in the way, but she's too in shock by what she sees to notice. Not often you come across roasted friends, and Bryann never wants to again. P'rru drops to the floor, a hand held tightly around the riding strap as he lands. Eyes wide, the brownrider surveys and assesses the scene in an instant. Dsalth croons gently, head swinging as he all but mimics his rider. "Lyri!" latching onto the one person he knows, P'rru strides over, behind but close enough to the action should anyone need an extra pair of hands. Keral rather deliberately smears the wounds of the girl in front of him, only as careful as time will allow, and then wraps a tight bandage about them, ignoring the shrapnel for the time being, and gesturing for someone to come and get her to be shipped off to the infirmary. Keral, looking to Kariel, gives him a wan smile "For now, just numbweed and a bandage to stop bleeding, we'll deal with the rest back at 'Reaches, once we've got everyone in the infirmary." Keral makes his way to Gaerderon, "If you would please tell me who was closest to the tank? They will be most in need of assistance..." Niyati shakes her head and attempts to brush the foul smelling stuff away from her face. "Sharding... what is that? Month old dead tunnelsnake?" She asks, attempting to sit up and assess her situation. "Ooh my head... " She winces and then attempts to move her backside. "Something's sticking my butt!" Natali attempts to stand up herself, arm and neck still firmly grasped. Legs being a little wobbly, she tries to make herself over to a supportive structure, leaning her body against the Minecraft shop. Having enough courage to look down at what the source of pain is from her arm, she gasps and turns white. Suddenly, she feels lightheaded as the world around her starts to circle before *cluck*...there she lays, on the ground. Blue orbs expand twice, triple their size as Auri walks in, jaw hanging, whole self aghast. "Wh-whaaat?" Confused would be the one word to describe the young rider, horrified could be the next. A chubby hand flies automatically to cover her mouth. "Is there...Is there anything I can do to help?" Lyri looks over at Auri and points to one of the healers. "See if they need anything and, if not, we need to get the ones who can be moved back to 'Reaches and the infirmary." Orders? No, she's so stunned right now that she's down to repeating what she's been told. Kariel holds Niyati down, shaking his head as he sighs... "Don't move your head ... you took a pretty hard blow..." As he delves into his bag and begins to smear numbweed on her wounds, he looks around frantically with a sigh... "I need a long board to rest her on... so she doesn't have to move her head... concussion..." Which is not good. Woo. Bandages come out and he hastily begins to wrap her, trying to avoid her head at all costs. "Just... relax." Easier said that done, eh? Kellamari, still trembling violently, looks up to Keral. "Th-thank you, s-sir.." She manages, trying to push herself up to a standing position, only to flop back down into a sitting position, wincing with pain. Bryann sees that 'Rupa is being cared for. She then turns her attention to Filli. Is anyone seeing to her? How bad is she hurt? Picking her way to Filli's side she manages a grin. "I think you've outdone yourself this time." Auri scrambles over to Kariel, alarmed and concerned. Her tender little heart bleeds with sympathy for the injured. "Oh egglets...oh dear...oh egglets...oh Kari, is there anything you need? Is there anybody we can move back to the infirmary? Is ther anything you want me to do? Oh /no/." The big dewy eyes well up. Emotional, yupyup. No, the month old dead tunnelsnakes were back in the healer booth, nice and intact. Caylea examines the wound, a long gash running down Surupa's leg, surrounded by a series of other scratches. Mostly fleshwounds, but that gash would have to be taken care of. She refrains from removing the small shards left of metal and instead grabs out a belt knife. Priority, get that costume off her friend..or at least her leg. The healer passes a glance up to the broken arm. "I'll set that in a minute..." The bleeding was worse. "So, a tunnelsnake? Did you win anything?" She tries to keep up idle conversation as she digs the blade into the costume's cloth leg. Once that is done, she carefully peels it back. Hand flies back to her lap, grabing up the cloth she'd placed there and applying it to deepest gash. Keep Rupa talking and alert: That was the main thing. Filli looks around for a moment in all the confusion. The pain wearing away at her she finally just lays down and trys not to move. Noticing Bryann she snorts, "Never ever be up front durning any type of demo." she says with a softly sight. Gaederon walks back to Filli "Alright, how bad." he chokes at the leg and yells Help, someone." Kneeling he attempts to apply pressure, but is nervous about it, so he tears off part of his tunic and sets it over the wound, and holds it there carefully. Niyati squints her eyes and looks up. "You try to sit still when you have something poking you in the a...um.. backside." She manages, looking about for other injured smiths. "How's Natali?" Gaederon is spotted from the corner of her eye and she motions the healer over toward him... so that she can attend to that nasty poking feeling in her posterier end. P'rru chews his lip, what was it that the healers would need? "Need any more supplies?" he asks, leaning down nearest a high-reaches healer. "I can fetch anything you need" and ferry people back to the infirmary of course. Keral gestures to Auri "Here, she needs some help, get her back to the infirmary, and get her onto a cot, we'll help her once we deal with the more seriously wounded." he nods, and then, hearing Gaederon's call, makes his way to the prone person at his feet at a run, on his knees in an instant, and trying to get the bleeding under control. Kariel looks to the little greenrider with a sigh as he nods again... "And get someone to run inside and find me a wooden board? It's a minecraft, shardit, we ought be able to find one..." With a glace to Niyati he sighs, nodding a bit... "Whatever it is, I'll get you off of it as soon as I get that board." Someone? Anyone? People gawking? Filli honestly screams when Gaederon touches her leg. "That hurts." she hisses as tears run down her face. Finally just taking a deep breath she looks at Bryann. "Are you hurt?" she ask trying to worry herself on something besides herself. Caylea isn't a highreaches healer, but she's also limited on supplies. She hadn't brought enough to deal with this. She calls out towards the dragonrider, namely P'rru. So, she's being a little out of rank here..but Surupa was in pain and that discounted curtesy. "Can you bring me redwart? A whole bucket if possible. I need more thread, sterilized. And gaize, and clean cloths, and.." She continues on.. Above, Miravith flutters in from ::between::, not a bit of her in flustered in the least. Didn't you miss her awfully? Lyri looks over at P'rru. "We're going to need to go get more bandages and a few backboards.. find out if we need to get anything like more numbweed and such." She requests, already mounting her own lifemate and strapping herself as well as a few mildly injured in. "I'm going for a board." She calls out. Niamhyth spreads her wings and takes off! Above, Niamhyth spreads her wings and takes off from the courtyard below! P'rru swings up to ease himself between defined neckridges Above, Niamhyth glides down for a landing. Niamhyth glides down and lands. Gaederon turns at Niyati's comment and says "I don't know, where is she anyway." Kerval arrives, and he stands up "Thank Faranth you got here as fast as you do. I have not seen our journeyman, and am going to look for her. She was closest to the flamer charging unit. Lyri clambers up Niamhyth's neck and settles in between two neckridges. Niamhyth spreads her wings and takes off! Above, Niamhyth spreads her wings and takes off from the courtyard below! From Dsalth's neck, P'rru hears the orders and is atop his dragon within the blink of an eye. Above, Niamhyth winks into ::between:: in a shower of sparkles Dsalth spreads his wings and takes off! Above, Dsalth spreads his wings and takes off from the courtyard below! Caylea *Spam, spam, that glorious ham O.o Above, Dsalth wheels into ::between:: with a groan Bryann cracks a smile. "Nope, no smith demos for me. This is why I became a herder. NOt often that rabbits explode." she winces when Filli screams at her touched leg. Shaking it off she answers "Nope, I wasn't in the courtyard. Just heard the explosion." Kariel looks to Caylea and shakes his head violently, arms waving to get her attention. "/Just/ numbweed and bandage them... we'll do everything else once we get them to Reaches..." Surupa is twirling still, head spinning. Too a small hit since she mainly landed on that broken arm of hers. Groaning in pain while tears still choke her she seems to mutter to the Healer working on her, "Marks... " And are those marks gone by now? Somewhere out in the courtyard or even burnt to a crisp? Apprentice seems to gaze out again, are those dragons? Of course they are! And so many of them leaving her behind! "Cay?" She calls before a streak of pain glides up her leg and she gives a sharp cry. Numbweed. Numbweed is good. Niyati tries to sit up again. "She's got to be over there somewhere.. shards 'n' shells, didn't anyone thing to look?" Did she also mention that she's going to loose that lovely bubbly she ate before coming here? "Ooooh my.." The apprentice lays back once again. "And someone get the courtyard to stop spinning... it's making me sick." Kellamari looks up to Auri, a hand clamped over the bandage on her leg, cheek against the one on her shoulder. Errr. Gaederon moves closer to the destroyed FCU and begins to move boards and other rubble. He notices Natali and leaps toward her "Here she is." he calls out and immediately picks up the flamethrower, to get it away from the burning agenothree. "She is out cold." he calls out loudly "Someone come check on her, I have to get this flamethrower out of here." Another leap, and a bound and he is off to the safer part of the courtyard. Caylea glances towards the waver and shakes her head, glancing down at Surupa. "Those wounds shouldn't be taken between.." He outranks her yes, but this was her /friend/. HOwever, she did forget the numbweed. Yes, definately numbweed. She digs her jar out of her pouch and blinks. "i dont' have enough..." She glances over to the journeyman. Kariel groans and holds Niyati down by the shoulders, glaring at ther rather scoldingly. "Either stay lying down or you're going to cause yourself some permanent damage. /Ma'am/." Glare is of daggers; serious and chilled. Filli nods softly to Bryann as she trys her best to ignore the pain that appers to be all over. "Where is Rupa and why am I still laying here bleeding all over the place?" she ask with a frim snort okay only Filli can try and be funny like that when injured. Gaederon lifts Craft Flamethrower1 and straps it on his back. Auri twists the hem of her dress in her hands anxiously. "Ok. Um...ok. Is there anybody who thinks they might be able to stand, with help y'know, of course, or um...or can take going between? Please speak up, and I'll take you back to the infirma-" Even in desperate times the mini-greenrider has trouble with large words. "Infirmary," she gets out, finally. "The infirmary. At High Reaches." Gaederon walks to the Stables. Above, Niamhyth shimmers in from ::between::! Above, Niamhyth glides down for a landing. Niamhyth glides down and lands. Lyri slides from Niamhyth's neck and lands gently on the ground. Gaederon walks in from the Stables. Keral produces a leather thong, and ties it tightly around Niyati's upper leg, immediately cutting off the circulation and getting the bleeding under control. Bandages and numbweed are soon applied to everywhere that is bleeding. He turns to Caylea "Bandage the wounds, and get her on a dragon, unless you'd like her to become infected, and quite possibly die, we don't have the facilities or the time to deal with them here." he turns to the riders, "She can be taken too, be careful with her leg." And he's off at a run to where the smith buried in the rubble appears to be residing. Kariel mutters under his breath at the comment as he sighs, looking to Caylea sternly, head shaking, making him look elder than his years. "We don't have much choice, now do we? Here, take some of mine..." Still holding Niyati down with one hand, other tosses a jar of numbweed in the apprentice's direction. Natali releases a small groan but doesn't open her eyes, as the pain is much to emense that all she can do in close them tightly. Gripping her arm once again, her mere whimper starts up again, as she lies there, half against the shop. Lyri wanders over and places a few boards down, having unstrapped them from Niamhyth's side, and then brings over a few more bandages and containers of numbweed before looking about. Catching sight of Gaederon, she wanders over to the smith. "Everyone accounted for? I can have my 'lizards go looking..." Bryann stands up, scanning the courtyard for 'Rupa. "She's got a healer over there with her. Can't tell how she is, but it doesn't look the best. Everyone injured looks like raw meat to her right now. She rips off some of her sleeve to carefully wipe up some blood on Filli until a healer can get over to her. "Lemme know if this hurts....We need a healer over here!" A sparkling mote of light settles in front of your face and Keral's voice issues from it. Gaederon looks at the kind green rider "I am not sure. I counted twenty people, but some may have walked away in a daze, and ... of those here, some are helping. There are just too many people about to be sure. But if you could come with me to check on the journeyman. I think she is pretty bad off. She was closest to the explosion." He begins to head toward Natali again, dodging injured, helpers and healers alike. Niyati isn't moving now.. oh no, her stomach has given the orders. Besides, the courtyard is moving to fast for her to put her feet down. "Um.. yeah but.. healer?" She asks rather weakly. "Could we put me on my side? You see.. I have this thing poking into my b.. my hind end and.. well.. "Auri dashes over to Kellamari. Ok, she's little, but she's a tough little thing, and proceeds in trying to help the injured victim up. "You okay?" she asks, high-pitched voice squeaking with concern. "I'll be right there," is piped in Niyati's direction. "Mira's got room!" Filli nods softly at Bryann and winches but dose not cry out agian as Bryann trys to clean up the blood. "I out did myself this time." she says as her green eyes still watering as she not only looks like raw meat but feels like it too. Temper blinks in from ::between::! Cyclone blinks in from ::between::! "Don't /move/." Kariel repeats as he stands, going to get a bodyboard from Lyri's trip and bring it back, grabbing a rather bewildered bystander for help. The man does a doubletake as HEaler drags him to Niyati's side, Kariel nimbly steadying her head as the man cradles the girl in his arms, lifting her slowly into the air... Kariel peering beneath her to see what it was the girl complained of poking into her behind-side. Kellamari's hand flies to her shoulder instively, and is soon buried in StormCloud's soft wings. "Okay Stormy.. c'mon.." She whispers, then, shifting her position slightly, she looks towards Auri and does her part in getting herself up. "Thank you..." She bites her lip as she attempts to put weight on her injured leg, and leans as softly as possible on Auri, finally mounting her dragon, with help. Shard it, let the rankers have their way. Caylea shakes her head, staring down at Surupa. "This is going to..er..not feel so nice." She says as she begins to bandage the leg. To bad the rankers didn't think about the fact that putting a bandage over a shrapnel filled wound is such a bad idea. Or that transferring between when there's a good facility for healing at a /mining/ hall, where people suffer from these injuries every day, was a bad idea. She scowls but bites her tongue. "I can't carry her. Someone going to help?" She asks, glancing around. When Caylea gets worried, she gets testy. Keral kneels next to the smith journeywoman, numbweeding and wrapping her neck carefully, to stop the bleeding for now, his hands start with her legs, and then move to her abdomen, chest and arms, checking for broken bones, and finding the one in her right arm, he grabs a convenient scrap of wood and bandages her arm to it, looking around for someone to help her to a dragon and get her to the infirmary. He scans the scene to see who needs help next. Cyclone loops in with uncharacteristic speed as he begins to dive and dart into the debris. Chitters and chirples are heard from the blue, as well as the green following him, as they search out every nook and cranny. Gaederon moves up to Natali and notices another healer (Keral) helping her "Do you need another pair of arms?" he asks as he kneels beside the injured woman. Surupa keeps arguing with herself, mentally that is, why did she have to come here to view this... what was it? She just -had- to get that close. Bad Rupa! And now she sits, dazed and in pain, and in a torn tunnelsnake outfit. And she worked so hard on it! Yet she mutters pointless things 'bout the 'snakes to her Healer friend. Including her flits which seem to have suddenly disappeared. Are they alright? Bhim? Veer? Tadi?! Above, Miravith glides down for a landing. Miravith glides down and lands. Bryann feels like she's gonna pass out, shaking her head she firmly tells herself this is not the time nor place to be fainting. "Shards, I'm not good with this much blood...." she smiles wryly. "What is Master Tarmel gonna say about you two?" she tries to keep this light. Niyati sighs, guess she's just going to have some rather odd peircings, eh? "I just want to be layed on my side." Her pleading look goes to Gaederon. "If this thing digs in deeper, I /swear/ it's coming out the other side." And would't /that/ be pretty? "I don't mind my head so much but.. well.." Ok, her backside hurts, folks. Miravith makes a little grunting 'ooph' sound as Kellamari swings up to slide down the green's smooth neck. Natali manages to speak choply inbetween wimpers to those assisting her, with tear-wilted eyes "It....it hu..hurts!" free arm rubds her face to wipe away the tears, but proves to be no point as more flow down her cheeks. Kariel peers neath the girl to see what it she complains of... hand trailing to try and feel what it is and if he can do anything at this point. Filli trys to shrug softly, "What Master Tarmel says will be quite mild to how I feel right now.. And we didn't do it this time..we were just watching." she says as she looks at her leg agian. She feels like a roast wherry at the moment. "As for this much blood. I would stop it but well.." she gives a weak grin. Auri hops anxiously, comforting Kellamari as much as possible. "Um...wait just a second and um...I'll be right back and um...Mira, be nice!" For once, the petite green dragon is being a good girl. That's a surprise. "Err...Kari, is there anyone you need me to take back? Anybody else I mean?" Keral nods to Gaerderon, lifting on his side of the woman, carefully favoring her arm, and moves towards the dragons, upon arriving, he leaves the smith in the arms of a rider, and the other smith, and makes his way back into the fray, moving towards Filli, numbweeding arm and leg, and bandaging both enough to stop the bleeding, putting scraps of bandage over the rest of the cuts, and then gesturing for her to be shipped out as well. Above, Dsalth drops in with careful measure from ::between::! And, once again feeling nothing, he murmurs to the girl with a snicker, "Don't worry... it's in a padded area. You'll live until we get you to the infirmary." Still steadying her head, Kare and the man lower Niyati to the board and Kariel quickly secures her down with the straps. "Can Miravith handle a bodyboard?" he calls, bloodsmeared face turning towards Auri... Above, Dsalth glides down for a landing. Dsalth glides down and lands. Bryann keeps sopping up blood off of Filli's leg although her little scrap of cloth is soaked. "Wish there were some free healers, you could use some numbweed. They're loading people, so one should be here soon." Dsalth watches with interest as P'rru descends carefully Auri eyes the green, noting that though not too tall, the dragon's got some width goin' on. "Um...yeah. I think she can. She's a strong little dragon, Miravith is," says Auri, pride slipping into her voice in even this sort of situtation. "If you think that whoever can take going between, she can." She blinks at Niyati. "Is she who you want me to take back to the 'Reaches?" Filli notices Keral and seems to relax as the numbweed is applied. Catching the part about being sheeped out as well she blinks. "No..Not the infirmary.." she looks at Bryann. "Don't let them put me in the infirmary." she looks a little crazed for a moment it's more than likely just the blood loss. Niyati sighs, blinking for a minute. "Did he just say I have a big butt?" She asks, pausing in her complaining for a moment before relaxing again. "Oh well.. it'll wait... but this outfit is ruined." Yet another inappropriate complaint. P'rru comes over to the crowd, a large bag slung over his shoulder. "Redwort, bandages, mosstea!" he hollers over the din. Caylea is spotted finally and headed for the bag opened and slung to the ground. "Hope this helps" he mutters, stepping back, hands automatically shirking through his hair as he waits for any more orders. Miravith (#11177) [Miner Courtyard (#6010)] Virescent shades undulate gently over the soft hide of her cherubic form, rippling down a smooth neck as grass-green mingles with glints of molten gold. Innocence reflects in a glittery halo, subtly dusted with malachite, set primly atop her crown while her slim muzzle tapers into a childlike expression. Inordinate wings carry a tallow hue, pale green whispering lightly along the 'sails. Beryl spills across the capacious frame, her youthful appearance shifting with the tenebrious shades that stretch down her throat to hint at a vespertine nature. Verditure comes to a conclusion, vibrant emerald fairy-brushed along her back, winding down to tail and silver-taloned paws alike. Heavily adorned leather straps, supple, pliable, and expertly tanned, float sugary and fanciful in a warped swirl of pink and white, berries and cream. The pink dye lies in hypnotizing spirals, soaked into the original milky white of the blanched leather. Florescent coralline stitches are sewed firmly and practically, yet decoratively, showing the rider's dedication to the job, as magenta handloops extend for aid in mounting, each rosy circle bedecked by a frilly blush cherry tassle. Most marked, however, are the silvery jingle bells that ring musically, attached to more magenta leather loops in all places convenient and logical, the argentate ornaments matching the brilliant steel of a neatly polished, scallop-shelled buckle. Surrounded by the halo of adorable light that surrounds Miravith is Kellamari. Bryann takes Filli's hand. "See what the healer has to say first. You might need some care for that leg of yours." she says soothingly. "I'll stay with you as long as I can." Kariel nods as he lifts the head half, other man taking the tail end and and carrying Niyati Miravith-wards with a grunt... "Yes... carefu with her head, though, she had a concussion and was out cold when I found her... when you get to Reaches, she needs to be kept even and taken into the Infirmary and laid on a cot. Don't unstrap her." Or she might just stand up. Loading Niyati upon the dragon, Kariel quickly goes to find a new patient ... ending up at Filli's side. Miravith makes a little grunting 'ooph' sound as Niyati swings up to slide down the green's smooth neck. Rocky Road blinks in from ::between::! Miravith,luckily, has a whole lot of straps. Tassel, jingle bell, and lace decorated ones, but hey. They're functional. And stylish. Which is a good thing. Auri clamber atop her lifemate, making sure everyone's got a frilly strap firmly about them. Double-checking Niyati on the bodyboard, she waves goodbye to those on the ground. "I'll be back later to check if you need me!" she yells, before taking off. Miravith makes a little grunting 'ooph' sound as Auri swings up to slide down the green's smooth neck. You spread your wings and take off! Above Minecraft Hall The sky over the Minecraft Hall. Below, you see the Minecraft Hall. It is a spring evening. Below, you see Niamhyth, Dsalth, and eight people. Obvious exits: Land Southwest West Miravith floats ::between:: calmly. She'll miss you. Flutter. :::BETWEEN!::: You hang, senseless, in the dark nothingness of ::between::... absolute darkness surrounds you, and the profound cold stings you... you wait, and count... Black... Blacker... Blackest... Above High Reaches Quite, quite high, nothing braves these heights but stone and dragon and cloud; the Star Stones jut dutifully above the Weyr proper, flayed by the mountain winds that are consistant at this altitude whilst the rest spreads below, protected by its crown of jagged stone spires'-teeth. It is a spring evening. Obvious exits: Weyr Over The Mountains Star Stones Miravith flutters in from ::between::, not a bit of her in flustered in the least. Didn't you miss her awfully? Auri shouts what she imagines are comforting comments to her passengers. "You're going to love High Reaches. Our infirmary is very pretty. Yup." Uh-huh. "Hope you all weren't too jolted by the icky "Between" stuff. I tried to get through as quickly as possible." She pats Miravith's neck fondly. "Mira helped lots." You abandon the view from high above the bowl and circle lower, passing the Spires and Star Stones on the way down. Above the Bowl The ocean's tranquil thermals settle within the center section of the bowl's airspace, unusually smooth and bouyant -- though oft to switch as the seasons shift. Lingering beneath spires' constant presence, the perpetual activity of the weyr can be observed from every direction: from the testing rustle of dragonet wings, to the playful games sent aloft. It is a spring evening. Obvious exits: Northern Sky Weyrling Air Above the Pens Above the Lake Ledges Wings tired? Or you just want to feel solid earth beneath your paws... Central Bowl Seven spindles brush the clouds -- quite literally -- overhead, a jagged, spired cotillion grey-stoned majesty. The bowl from here is expansively large, extending a full half mile in both directions, and although sometimes a bit of a stretch, most of the hubs of activity can be easily observed. Hard-packed ground shows the common pathways, all of them meandering about the craggy bunch of boulders that form a centerpiece: carven, hand-worn and foothold-full, it gives a bit of centerpoint to the otherwise vast emptiness of the area. To the north lie the hatching grounds and leadership weyrs, while the lows of herdbeasts mark the feeding pens to the northeast. A flurry of ever-present activity marks the living caverns to the west, and another time-traveled path the ground weyrs just adjacent to the southwest. Southeast, a glint of blue shows the lake, glittering and cold. It is a spring evening. Clinging to footholds in the boulder-mound are Zhaneel, Vanitas, Tremayne, Archimedes, Gavin, Gyahaahaa, Wilt, Archer, Beats, Persnickety, Reno, Immie, Sentanta, Mosfet, Tyan, Smirk, and Marp. Bronze Nhamarath, green Yshanth, brown Revnath, green Alymath, and gold Cadgwith are here. You see a wagonmaster here. Pemeron is here. Obvious exits: Miravith rolls her shoulders as Auri slips down dainty green's side. Miravith rolls her shoulders as Niyati slips down dainty green's side. Miravith rolls her shoulders as Kellamari slips down dainty green's side.dismount Central Bowl (#3812) Seven spindles brush the clouds -- quite literally -- overhead, a jagged, spired cotillion grey-stoned majesty. The bowl from here is expansively large, extending a full half mile in both directions, and although sometimes a bit of a stretch, most of the hubs of activity can be easily observed. Hard-packed ground shows the common pathways, all of them meandering about the craggy bunch of boulders that form a centerpiece: carven, hand-worn and foothold-full, it gives a bit of centerpoint to the otherwise vast emptiness of the area. To the north lie the hatching grounds and leadership weyrs, while the lows of herdbeasts mark the feeding pens to the northeast. A flurry of ever-present activity marks the living caverns to the west, and another time-traveled path the ground weyrs just adjacent to the southwest. Southeast, a glint of blue shows the lake, glittering and cold. It is a spring evening. Clinging to footholds in the boulder-mound are Zhaneel, Vanitas, Tremayne, Archimedes, Gavin, Gyahaahaa, Wilt, Archer, Beats, Persnickety, Reno, Immie, Sentanta, Mosfet, Tyan, Smirk, and Marp. Bronze Nhamarath, green Yshanth, brown Revnath, green Alymath, gold Cadgwith, and green Miravith are here. You see a wagonmaster here. Pemeron, Auri, Niyati, and Kellamari are here. Obvious exits: Pens Northern Bowl Caverns Ground Weyrs Lakeside Guards HQ You slip down the grassy knoll of Miravith's back, the dragon giving no aid, as if hesitant to release you from the aura of her cuteness. Pemeron calls up "Got any injured from that accident? They asked me to help bring people in." Above, Niamhyth drops in from Spires' height. Above, Niamhyth drops down towards the Bowl. Niamhyth drops in from above, landing with a light *thud*. Auri eeks at Pemeron. "There's like...injured people and like...hurt people and um...infirmary! Yeah! We're taking 'em to the infirmar-Oh." Yeah. He knows already. "Can you handle the nice person on the bodyboard, Pemmie?" inquires Auri, scrambling about frantically like the hyper person she is. "I'll help these people." She smiles warmly. "Hi people. I'm Auri. We're gonna take good care of ya. Promise." Kellamari, finally down on the ground, leans against Miravith's foreled a moment, hand on her head, right leg obviously favored, bandaged wrapped firmly about it. Lyri slides from Niamhyth's neck and lands gently on the ground. Gaederon slides from Niamhyth's neck and lands gently on the ground. Lyri motions for Gaederon to follow her and takes ahold of another limping person to lead into the living caverns. Lyri walks to the Caverns. Pemeron reaches out to Kellamari "Here miss, let me help you to the infirmary." :nods her head slowly as she holds back her whimpering. Wow, and she was complaining about never traveling. She even got to ride on a dragon! Natali nods her head slowly as she holds back her whimpering. Wow, and she was complaining about never traveling. She even got to ride on a dragon! Auri prances to the Caverns. You go to the Living Caverns. Living Caverns (#392) The rough-hewn majesty of this cavern far outpaces any delight in the multitudes of curves that form its enclosure. The glabrous grey granite is shot through with translucent obsidian, lending subtly-veined sparkle to the walls and the foot-trodden smoothness of the floor that shows centuries-old placements of the scarred trestle tables; carven hollows give homes for the glow baskets and the coat-pegs that line the walls. No mosaics, no painting, no tiles: just a few well-done tapestries mark the pathway that lead to the kitchen to the north and the inner caverns to the west, and frame the nighthearth's stew and snacks, while a heavier strip of oiled canvas shields the unwary from the wind in the bowl. Tucked into a glowlit niche are Donnan, Searcher, Quenn, Tiramisu, Gyo, Turk, Heaven, Hunter, Kelpie, Aftiel, Nyumnyum, Ebb, Brandywine, Mamoru, Pyre, Rude, Kynance, Freak, Truro, Boingy, Bloop, Sploink, Tork, Aphira, Spoingy, Boink, Endel, Spuds, Leviathan, Ashleigh, Chiernathe, Lava, Vsevolod, Oren, Wufei, Sociopathe, Precious, Auroriel, Vincent, Qebehsenuef, Ozu-Zarkh, Heero, and BronzeMaleFirelizard. You see Old Auntie sit-by-the-fire, OOC NOTICE (look sign), Food, Boots, Hobbes, Nimbus, and Generic Sign-Up Sheet here. Sebastian, Lyri, and Auri are here. Obvious exits: Bowl Kitchens Inner Caverns Crafting Area Lyri exchanges the protection of stone for the bowl outside. Kellamari makes her way in from the Central Bowl. Lyri walks in from the Central Bowl. Gaederon is led in by Lyri. Lyri steps into the shadows that lead back into the Weyr. Lyri leads Gaederon out. Auri steps into the shadows that lead back into the Weyr. Kellamari steps into the shadows that lead back into the Weyr. Pemeron walks in from the Central Bowl. Inner Caverns (#7484) Ancient caverns unfold in an endless maze of tunnels and stairs, the Weyr's cavities a labyrinth to the uninitiated. Here, trimmed by the last of the stone cutters, arched walls and vaulted ceilings retain the soapy smoothness of well-worn stone, as do the endless tunnel floors kept clear and tidy. Shadows creep and flicker across these glowlit mountain walls, creatures of non-light wending their way east to the main caverns and bowl, or branching out in a web of caves to the Weyr's living spaces. Shadowed on stone-smooth ledge are Esmeralda, Pix, Ivan, and Kyrenna. You see Delphin and Fantastic Triple Layer Bubbly Surprise here. Auri and Kellamari are here. Obvious exits: Living Caverns Guests' Quarters Hallway Dorms Candidate Barracks Baths Brat Cave Infirmary Glowlight bright reveals Healers' workplace. Infirmary (#7841) Echoing and austere, blank stone walls are vaulted high to overshadow the row of white-curtained cots along the back wall. Ancient metal gleams steel-bright in the form of sinks and examination table, lit relentlessly by bright glows and reflecting the colours of bottles and jars shelved above. Padlocked cabinets hide the more dangerous drugs and implements, whilst healer paraphenalia litters one solid oak table with sweetly-fragranced herbs and tattered scrolls. A small hearth contains a fire usually banked low, several cauldrons set ready nearby to for heating water. A dark staircase twists up from one corner to the dragonhealer's lair; one low door leads into the lower caverns, another to weyrhealers' quarters. Barn-sized doors open inwards with creak of hinges from the ground weyr. Comfortable on top of a cupboard are Solo, Spangles, Caerulus, and Flucker. You see Girta here. Gaederon and Lyri are here. Obvious exits: Ground Weyrs Inner Caverns Healers' Quarters Auri ducks in from the inner caverns. Kellamari ducks in from the inner caverns. Niyati is led in by Pemeron. Gaederon looks over at Niyati from where he stands, in the way of course, "Are you going to be allright Niyati?" Auri points all the injured towards the cots and bunks and stuff. "The healer's will be here shortly, they will," says Auri. "Meanwhile, you guys want sweesticks? Cookies? High Reaches has the /best/ cookies. Want something to drink?" Pemeron slips through the door to the inner caverns. Natali just shakes her head at the offerings...there's no way she could possibly hold anything down with the way her stomach is feeling right about now. Kellamari shivers, right hand clapped over her left shoulder, and the bandaged wrapped around it. "Its.. it's freezing!" Her being from Paradise, and all, she's never been in this type of climate, even if it isn't winter. Lyri grabs Gaederon and manuvers him over to a cot nearby. "Sit there and ask her, and keep this on your arm." She instructs, then goes about to get others settled as they wait for the healers to come in. Temper blinks in from ::between::! Cyclone blinks in from ::between::! Lyri calls to Temper, who flies over and lands on her shoulder. Lyri calls to Cyclone, who flies over and lands on her shoulder. Auri dashes outside, quick as a flash, and returns with great amounts of blankets piled on her shoulders, as well as a tray with various glasses of water on it. If there were airplane stewardesses on Pern, she'd look like one of those. But right now, she just looks like a psycho drudge, with the blankets, the water, and the bizarre bunny ears she wears on her head. "Water? Blankets? Anyone?" Niyati sighs. "I still have something sticking into my backside..which, according to that healer, is huge.. I have a headache.. and I think I'm going to loose my lunch.. besides that? I'm lovely." She chuckles, holding onto the side of the cot with one hand. "Oh my.. my mother is going to be so upset.. she got this from the weavers just for my turn day and..." Ok, she's shutting up now. Kellamari greatfully takes a blanket, and a glass of water. "Thank you.. uh, what's your name, again?" A hand is brought to her head, which throbs painfully. Keral ducks in from the inner caverns. Kariel pushes his way in from the ground weyrs. Surupa is carried in by Kariel. "Auri!" pipes the named cheerfully,
a beam of sunshine in the infirmary. Or so she tries to be. "And
I hope we can all be friends after this ordeal." She hands
out blankets and water accordingly. "If anybody wants water
or blankets, there's extras over here!" she calls out, before
waving a greeting to the healers. "Oo, good thing you guys
are here now! Yay for healers. Gaederon settles on the cot and holds the cloth on his arm "Ouch." he says softly as he pushes on it "Sharding loss of a good tunic." he says as he looks at Niyati "And your dress is ruined Ni." Oh, he called her Ni... well, that's different. And the Healers have arrived. Surupa in tote, Kariel crosses to the cots, lying her upon it gently before retreating to the counters to douse his hands in redwort... this is gonna be a long night. Scissors are retrieved, along with a large bowl of cold water and towels... "I'm going to start dousing the burns... then I'll start plucking shrapnel. You take the more important stuff..." You're my senior, and all. Ya know. ooc :passed out from looking at blood? And still has some object in her neck and a broken arm? Pemeron ducks in from the inner caverns. Filli is carried in by Pemeron. Bryann ducks in from the inner caverns. Keral gestures to apprentices milling about aimlessy to help Auri with the blankets and water, getting everyone onto a cot and wrapped up in warm blankies, having several more build up the fire and get it to warming up the room better. He himself makes rounds once, taking in everyone's condition more carefully before triaging. Pemeron calls out "Got another here." as he backs into the infirmary.Kariel trails towards Kellamari rather hurriedly, dumping stuff on her cot before grabbing the scissors. Espying where the agenothree landed, he immediately moves to remove the burnt clothing with his scissors, cutting tunic up the front. "Sorry." he murmurs with a sigh as he tosses shreds aside, then moves to grab a towel and dunk it in his bowl of water... Pemeron wrenches open the double doors that lead outside. Niyati looks over at her Gaederon. "Oh Gaed.. my clothes.. she spent so much on them and I'd never worn them.. " Yet another source of hurt, though one would think that she would be focused on her injuries (besides her backside). "And my father came all he way to deliver them himself.." Spangles glides to the Healers' Quarters. Kariel nods briefly, sigh escpaing his lips as he reaches to plop the dripping towel on her shoulder. "Don't thank me yet... this is all going to hurt." And hurt it probably does. The cold water moves to stop the chemicals from burning any further, as he moves down to her leg to tenderly feel along it... fingertips grazing across the break with a grimace. "Egh. This'll really hurt." Keral decides that Filli and her leg are in most immediate need of help, a large basin of redwort is brought, and he carefully flushes the wound out with it, making sure to get all of it purified, and then he fishes out a needle and thread, sealing the wound up tight with a long row of neat sutures, and then wrapping it swaths of white linnen packed with a mosstea poultice. He gestures to another apprentice to mix up a pain tea for everyone, and to make sure that the doses are strong, before moving on to the next patient, Natali. Lyri helps to deliver a few requested items and then moves herself back toward the doors. "I'll just get out of the way, unless you need another pair of hands?" She offers, frowing as she catches the actual number of injured they transported. Kellamari tenses up at the mention of 'really hurting' and such. Her trembling starts again, as she looks toward the healer helplessly. Surupa is just staring now. Staring at her surroundings and at the different people. Where might she be at now? Head bobs and shes gives a shrug which sends a shrieking pain up from her arm. Stupid arm. She'd smack in 'gainst the wall if she could. Hmmph. She gives a sigh and releases her mind to the pain while staring up while questions continues to run through her mind. What will the other Herders think? Wasn't Filli in the blast? Did anyone get killed? Where am I? Who is here with me? Will I be alright? Simple questions with simple answers, which she tries to solve by lifting herself up. Bryann flattens herself against the wall, away from the hustle and bustle of the healers. ARound her are the sounds, smells, and sights of the infirmary. She's never been in one before and she never wants to enter one again. Seh smiles nervously at Filli. "Stay well and uninjured from now on? I promise I'll do the same." Hopefully her line of work will help that out too. Bunnies tend to not give people injuries they can't treat themselves. Kariel shhs as he looks at her tenderly, biting his bottom lip. "Just... relax." And on the word relax, he does it by surprise... best way to do so, you know. Pulling bones out and then together, a soft snap is heard as the bones meet in place again, set for now. "I'm so sorry..." he hisses as his brow furrows... and he scurries off to get things to bandage the leg with. Filli looks at the sutures in her leg. Ouch..yeah that's the word ouch. Surprised at how fast Keral was she smiles softly to Bryann. "I promise I can only try...What happen to 'Rupa?" she ask leaning up on her elbows to scan the room keeping her leg as straight as she can. Keral makes his way to Natali's bedside, administering her the tea before moving to her broken arm, and undoing the rough field splint, "Brace yourself, Dear, this is going to hurt quite a bit... I'll count to three... One... Two..." crack! He doesn't make it to three, setting the bone back into place, and holding it there as he reapplys numbweed and applies a much more substantial splint to it, binding it with wide linen wrappings. Kellamari's breath escapes her in one huge sob. Breathless and speechless, she sits and trembles, hands clenching and opening on the corner of the cot. From afar, Keral wonders what part of her neck the shrapnel is in, remember that we can only do very minor surface surgeries... Bryann looks around the busy room. "I'll go see where 'Rupa is." she slides along the wall, checking beds for the other herder appie. Finally she spots her and comes over to 'Rupa's bed. "Hey, 'Rupa, how you feeling?" she asks. Gaederon nods at Niyati's unfortunate disclosure "Yes, but they will be far more concerned with your life than the clothes you were wearing. And that is what I am concerned about just now, with all these others so badly injured, I could have just gone to the hall after someone pulled whatever is in my arm out and wrapped it. But now I am in this weyr, half the world from my home, and no way to let them know where I am at all, unless one of the riders can oblige to let the crafthall know where we are." Auroriel blinks in from ::between::! Lyri heard that, she did, and nods to Gaederon. "I'll have Nia inform your watch dragon, apprentice, and I'm sure that word has already spread." See? She was usefull. Vincent blinks in from ::between::! Filli slips through the door to the inner caverns. Filli ducks in from the inner caverns. Kariel has connected. Kariel wakes up. Surupa gives a few blinks to Bryann that seems to have appeared in her view. She's dying, what do you think?! Or perhaps she is just taking this too far... Herder Apprentice then heaves a sigh and answers, "Alright..." Or not, as pain seems to flow up from arm, leg completely forgotten now. "Just broken I s'pose." Landed on it, what do you think?! Rupa gives herself mental curses and finaly just seems to rest back, "How's Filli?" She asks, having heard her voice just awhile ago. It was her... right? Keral moves swiftly to a small table, and removes from it a long pair of metal tweezers, and a scalpel, dipping both in redwort and rinsing them off. He makes his way back to Natali, and applies some more numbweed to her, this time on her neck, carefully numbing the spot where he's about to remove the shrapnel from. After waiting a minute for the weed to set in, he make a small, and very careful incision, widening the original wound enough for him to get the tweezers in and fish out a fingernail sized piece of metal, which is discarded into the trash. He rinses her neck with redwort, and then bandages it with a mosstea poultice as well before moving on. Natali widens her eyes as the metal instruments are worked into her skin, but closes then shut quickly. No, she's not about to watch. Bryann shrugs. "Filli's doing ok, I guess. She'll be fine, I'm sure." her voice falters here since she knows nothing about how long it takes things to heal or how serious wounds really are. "She wanted to know how you were." Kariel scuttles back over, splints in tow, as he gives Kellamari an utterly apologetic look. "I'm sorry..." he repeats in a whimper, placing a plaint on the underside of her leg and holding it in place as he adds one to the opposite side, then the two others, covering all four directions the bone could pop out. He then begins to firmly bandage the break: not too tight, but hardly loose. Can't cut off circulation, now. And that done with, he trails to her shoulder again, removing now room temperature and bloodied towel from her burn with a sigh... "Now, I'm going to numbweed this, then pack it with mosstea and bandage. Sound good?" And if not, it's too late, as he's already begun to reach for the numbweed and slab it upon the wound again. Keral makes his way to Surupa's bedside, starting off with her leg, probing it gently with sterilized tweezers, and removing any shrapnel that he might find before putting a few stitches into the more serious cuts, and bandaging it all with poultice. Her arm is a bit harder to deal with, first applying numbweed to it, and giving her some of the pain tea, he removes the field brace, and prepares to set the bone into place, repeating his counting method "One... Two..." snap! Never making it to three, of course, not wanting to give them a chance to tense up and do more damage... With the bone back in place, he carefully attatches it to a pair of wooden splints with linen strips, and gestures for an apprentice to help Surupa into a sling before getting her another cup of tea and moving on to Niyati. Sploink blinks in from ::between::! Kellamari nods her bloodied and tearstained head, hands clenched tightly around the edges of her cot. Brushing a bunch of hair behind her shoulder with a trembling hand to try and clear the area for the healer, biting her bottom lip all the while. Snap?! Ack! A shriek emit from the Herder apprentice, mostly from just the -sound- of the bone. Sickening! Then the pain follows and she clenches her fist in an effort to resist. Arm is good... Arm will be good... And yet the pain!!! Soon gone that is... Whine. All pain seemed to have been numbed from her leg. The salve doing its job that is, and yet her arm snapping back seems to have hurt the most. Kariel gently brushes her cheek in a comforting way before once again dabbing the area with numbweed, moving for the mosstea now... "It should stop hurting pretty soon now..." he reassures, lifting her arms slowly to weave bandage around and secure the mosstea in place... Zara ducks in from the inner caverns. Lisulath pushes his way in from the ground weyrs. Kellamari nods, trembling still, and closes her eyes for a moment. Reopening them, she says quietly, "Can you get someone to tell the Hold? They'll need to put Cordelia in charge of the stables, Xaner can act as assis--oww!" Her rambling is cut off by a sharp yelp, as a throbbing pain pierces her shoulder again/ Pemeron ducks in from the inner caverns. Pemeron walks in with a tray of klah "I brought some Klah if anyone wants some." ~~~~~~INTERMISSION AS SOME TRANSFER TO SMITHHALL~~~~~~~~~~~ Courtyard (#7884) Light, whether sun or moons-light, shines through the branches of the surrounding forest area. The trees standing above the buildings create a peaceful image, the wind whispering through them calming and pleasent. Below your feet, the courtyard is paved with stone, patterns winding their way in in-set paths towards each of the buildings. A particularly bright one, lined in glimmers of metallic bronze tones, runs straight towards the main Crafthall. A few smaller trees, planted so overhanging branches shade the yard, are surrounded with decorative patterns of darker stones as well. Benches are set beneath them, and along the outside of the buildings, to give travellers and crafters, both, a place to sit when the days are particularly good. It is a spring evening. Perched on a windowsill are Tirpitz and Sweetstick. You see large wagon and Sor-chay here. Obvious exits: Craft Hall Stables Smithcraft Hall Path Woodcraft Building Large Clearing You go to the Gathering Hall. Gathering Hall (#8147) The room seems to loom as you enter, though the warmth within easily overcomes that feeling. It's huge, easily taking up a good third of the hall, and offering room for most people to sit and chat. The heat of the great hearth on the far wall spreads throughout, the merry crackling adding a peaceful undertone to the usually occupied room, heard even above the murmer of voices. Tables are all but littered about, pulled into and out of place by friends at a regular basis. Several more permanent tables and benches are settled along the far edge, an ever-full klah pot and several trays of various and sundry snacks almost always set out for the hungry and bored. The walls are decorated, tapestries denoting every part of Pern society strung about. Along the wall above the kitchen, in particular, is the pride and joy of the weavers: a string of dragons flying Threadfall. The vibrant flames and metallic hues of the dragons seem to glow as the flickering firelight strikes them. Above everything runs a long overhang, people passing to and fro, passing overhead of the figures and gatherings below. A handful of glowbaskets light the upper ends, the rest of the mainroom light brightly with candles and decorative lighting. Various scents assult your nose as you walk in here. The rich smell of foods from the kitchen. The fire's smoke and heat. The sweet odors of various pipeweeds from the gossipers surrounding the hearthside table. The aromatic baskets do little here, except add their own faint undertones. Clinging to a high beam are BloodBrother, Silvire, and Princess. You see Fireworks Tapestry and Bonehead here. Obvious exits: Kitchen Smith Infirmary Courtyard Grand Staircase Lower Level You go to the Smith Infirmary. Smith Infirmary (#8767) Although small, the infirmary is sparkling clean and the faint smell of redwort invades the olfactory senses within the first few steps into the room. Three beds are lined up against one wall, each separated by a curtain that can be pulled closed to allow privacy for both Healer and patient. A long counter on the opposite wall allows for an easy work space and place to store much needed supplies, plus, a deep washbasin is included on one end for washing hands and equipment. Cabinets on both ends provide enough space to store other materials needed by the healer posted at the hall. The room is bright, bathed in light from many glows placed around the room. Baskets set into the wall are filled with sweet-smelling herbals. Obvious exits: Tzusanna's Quarters Hallway Keral walks in from the Gathering Hall. Surupa walks in from the Gathering Hall. Kariel walks in from the Gathering Hall. Rialie blinks in from ::between::! Kellamari makes her way in from the Gathering Hall. Gaederon walks in from the Gathering Hall. Zara walks silently in from the Gathering Hall. Niyati walks in from the Gathering Hall. Auroriel blinks in from ::between::! Kellamari nods, trembling still, and closes her eyes for a moment. Reopening them, she says quietly, "Can you get someone to tell the Hold? They'll need to put Cordelia in charge of the stables, Xaner can act as assis--oww!" Her rambling is cut off by a sharp yelp, as a throbbing pain pierces her shoulder again. Keral finishes bandaging up Surupa's leg with careful linen strips, along with the now nearly gone mosstea poultice, and ties a knot with the ends of the bandage to hold it in place, and gives Surupa a bit of a smile before moving on to Gaederon. Gaederon has pulled off the sleave of his jacket. "It's not too bad, but there is something shiny in it, if you could." he winces slightly as the healer moves in. Keral probes around the wound very carefully, "There's definitely some shrapnel in the would, I'll have to take it out..." He pics up his sterile tweezers and his scalpel, applying a bit of numbweed to the place, and letting it get to work before widening the cut, and gently removing the shrapnel, dabbing a bit of the poultice onto it, and attatching a smallish bandage. Gaederon winces somewhat, but relaxes as the numbweed soothes the injury. "I covered it to keep from getting dirty, and fear I pushed it in further. Shards, she just turned and bumped the trigger... all this because of such a simple mistake." ~~~~~~~~~~~ AND A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP FOLLOWS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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