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 Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:38 pm
"Good for you..." Whisper grunted weakly. "Now if you don't mind, you need to rest up... I have broken ribs and can't move.... God bless my dead womb, won't have to worry about any of that being damaged..." her breathing was slow, but not weak, evidently she was going to be okay.
"I need my bags... Once you are able to move... to get us home... and some medical attention..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:42 pm
Morgana pushes herself up, if there was one thing she was know for, it was being determine to finish her task. Cringing she place her still warm hands over the deep puncture at her side. Closing her eyes she bites down hard on her lip as she uses her own fire against her skin. She knew it would keep her okay for now. Opening her eyes she pants before she nods "I'm okay to move now."
Moving towards the backs she kneels carefully down to pick them up. Standing she walks back over to Whipser holding them towards her, she knew she was pale. The blood loss she could already tell was bad. Looking over at the hellhound she smiles at it "Think he could move the dragon himself?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:46 pm
Whisper chuckled and shook her head. "No need... I am just gonna get us all home as fast as possible... I can't walk at all... It would be bad..." Closing her eyes she reached into her bag and pulled out a small book, placing it gently in her lap.
"Oh Shadows creeping come unto me, take us where we wish to be... Our quarry bagged, our deeds be done, take us home, by the will of one..."
The shadows around them began to gather and cover them, the body of the dragon and all.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:50 pm
Glancing around Morgana's eyes widen as she turn looking towards Whisper. Coughing again she covers her mouth with her clean hand, pulling back she shakes her head as she sees the blood in her palm.
Turning she holds her hand towards Whipser "Whipser, I think I'm in trouble." she was trying to remain calm, but she knew that bleeding on the inside could be a serious problem. She may have stopped it from leaving her body, but she didn't realize she may have cause an even bigger problem.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:53 pm
"We'll be okay in a minute... Just... hold..." Whisper closed her eyes and suddenly fell back, letting out a low groan.
They were in the center of the cliffs again, the shadows pulling away. The people there stared for a moment before running off to fetch what was needed.
Mainly that was Yaan the priestesses, and several healers.
The Healers arrived at the scene first, moving to do triage.
The one who was doing Morgana was a young woman, her hair held up in a tight bun.
"Okay, where does it hurt..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:57 pm
Morgana chuckles as she falls to her kneels "All over, and I'm internally bleeding. Unless coughing up blood is normal." looking up at the woman she was doing her best to remain calm. She had to in order to keep herself from blacking out.
Looking over at Whipser she shakes her head "Please tell me she'll be okay. I will never forgive myself.." looking towards the dragon she was still amazed that she took him down.
Looking away she tries to relax, allowing the woman to do what she has to do "Where is Torvil?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:01 pm
"I am sure Whisper will be fine... I have seen her get up from worse... Much worse..." The Healer smiled, which instantly turned into a frown at the mention of Torvil.
"Torvil of the hawk is... uhm... Indesposed..."
"You should tell her the truth Larun... She deserves to know..." A male healer said as he also knelt next to Morgana, started to probe her body with his hands. "Tell me when it hurts..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:06 pm
Morgana wasn't paying attention to the man, nor was she paying attention to the pain. Looking up at the woman she frown "What happen? Where is he?" attepting to stand she winces placing her hand over her burnt skin. Closing her eyes she shook her head "Please tell me what happen." she couldn't move even though she wanted to.
He body was failing her at this point, witht he loss of blood, the wounds, as well as afew crushes bones she was a mess. But she didn't care at this point. Opening her eyes she looks up at the woman, fear was in them as she shook her head "What has happened?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:10 pm
"He's fine... We think... He left his room... and Went on a Vision quest... We're not sure when he will be back... These things can take a long time..."
"Not long time, not for him..." A familiar voice came, and Yaan was soon standing near Morgana. "He knows what he seeks... He will return soon..."
Larun shook her head slowly, looking at Morgana. "Wow, you got roughed up bad... Tednar, we're going to need another healer over here... She's got internal injuries that you and I can't handle yet... get the tools... We need to do surgery... Stat..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:15 pm
Morgana looks at Yaan, for a moment anger filled her eyes before she looks away coughing again. Cringing she shakes her head feeling herself grow weak. Looking back at Yaan she chuckles "Have I proven myself to you now? If your worried that I will hurt him or your people I won't. I just want a place where I feel like I belong."
Looking up when she hears surgery she shakes her head "I'm fine....really." trying to stand she bites back the scream again as her body wouldn't allow her to move. Looking up at the two healers she chuckles "You wouldn't happen to have a strong drink would you?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:22 pm
Yaan shook his head. "You have more than proven yourself child... Rest, and let the healers make you whole..." With this he turned away, moving to the dragon, and laying his hand on it.
Larun shook her head. "Nope..."
Tendar returned with another healer and a large kit. He opened it, showing a lot of tools that looked modern, and some that Morgana would probably not know what they were. Taking a needle Larun filled it with a clear liquid. "This should make you feel a lot better, and if you see flying purple snakes, it's doing it's job..." Injecting the mixture into Morgana's system, they waited for it to take effect, but first they made sure she was properly restrained.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:28 pm
Shaking her head she laughs "Torvil must have told you I couldn't drink." laying back she watches the needle arching a brow. Closing her eyes she allows herself to relax, she breathing slowing down. She tried to move her fingers, but that alone was hard to do. Her body was numb from the liquid.
Its didn't take long for the clear liquid to take affect. She felt weightless as she watch these puple snakes fly around her.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:31 pm
"She's out... Let's do this..." Larun said as she picked up a scalpel, and cleaning the area around them getting everything as sterile as possible. Larun took a deep slow breath... and Began the surgery.
And from the shadows, a cloak figure watched.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:37 pm
Morgana was worse then anyone honestly thought, with a broken rib puncturing the lower half of her right lung, the blood was actually filling up her lung. But her body being different because of her elements it was trying to reject what was going on, so it was trying to rejust her right lung in order to save her.
The marking on her back were deep, but they were not as bad as the burnt area in which she did to herself. The flesh as well as the musle was badly damaged, and seem to pull away from the bone as well as the other muscles.
Morgana sat in a daze just watching the snakes. Shaking her head she rub at her head, she was beginning to think she was drunk again.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:40 pm
The healers worked long and hard into the night, focusing on the worst of the damage first and moving down to the rest of it. They had to leave the burned area alone, hoping it would heal itself on it's own, Yaan was too focused on the dragon, weaving spells to keep it from going sour in the sun when it would rise in a few hours from now just as the healers began to sew Morgana up.
"It's up to her now... Keep her dosed... Once we are sure we can move her, we will move her to a bed." Larun sighed, cleaning her hands.
The figure moved closer, finally sitting next to Morgana holding her hand, the hood of the cloak tight over it's face.
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