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Upon crossing the bridge they could see the Ringmaster's temple in the distance, just a few blocks away. Rowan sped up a bit since they were almost there, looking over at Frederick to check that he was holding up alright. "Almost there. It's that structure up ahead." she said, pointing at it with her staff. Moments later they would arrive at the large front gates of the temple. Spells protected it from intruders or attacks, there were no handles on the gate and it stood as a single door. Rowan walked in front of it and raised her hand in front of the gate, magic on her fingertips. The gate reacted to her energy and faded away to allow entry. Rowan stepped inside, encouraging Frederick to follow. The gate reappeared after they were inside. Two Ringmaster guards that stood inside the gates looked at the duo curiously as they passed, though they didn't question them. The guards wore a similar uniform as Rowan's with identical symbols on the hems of their uniforms. Rowan looked at one of them.
"My companion needs medical attention. Can you please take him to a healer?" she asked. The guards nodded and didn't hesitate since it was their job afterall to help people. The guards walked to Frederick's sides to support him as they led him to the infirmary, mindful of the stench. Rowan followed closely behind as they entered the beautiful temple. Luckily the infirmary was on the first floor, so it wouldn't take much to lead him there.

The guards didn't mind his behavior since it was normal for people to react this way when they were injured. Besides, they've dealt with much more stubborn people in the past... They led him to an infirmary lined with neat, white beds and gray walls. The infirmary itself was empty of people, except for two healers in white Ringmaster uniforms that stood by the desk, one shuffling through files and another one arranging the many medicine jars that decorated a large shelf. The healer heard them stumble into the room and rushed over. The guards carefully rested Frederick on one of the white beds, careful with his broken arm this time. Once they finished they nodded and headed back to their post at a leisurely pace.
Rowan walked up to the healer before she had the opportunity to ask. "His arm is broken, it was crushed by a beast he encountered in the forest. It was poisonous, so I used an anti poison spell on him once and a basic healing spell twice." she said hurriedly. The healer listened and nodded calmly. "Alright then, if he was able to make it this far he should be alright. He looks more tired than in actual pain. A broken arm is nothing we can't fix, though expect to stay a while. He'll need to rest as well." she said. She walked over to the shelf and began grabbing jars. Her companion left her files to inspect Frederick's wounds, looking for a way to remove the armor on his arm without damaging it.

The healer did as he said and untangled the knotted straps to undo the armor. Before long she realized he was asleep. Good, that should make their job easier. Rowan walked over to to his bed to watch the healer do her work. The healer coninued to inspect his broken arm, it was purple and swelling from within, not a pretty sight at all. "Your friend stressed his arm too much which caused it to swell. He could have gotten seriously sick if he kept it up... a bath would have helped too, since he's filthy and teeming with germs." she said. The other nurse walked over with a few jars. "I suppose we can fix that too with a cleaning spell, but the wound is priority." she said, opening one of the jars. She looked at Rowan. "You may go Rowan, this will take a while. I'm sure you have matters to attend to now that you're back, don't you? Or at least clean up, you look like you've been sleeping on the floor."
Rowan turned bright pink. "Eh, you have no idea... but alright, I'll go for now. Maybe restock for the journey. I'll return in an hour or so. Thanks for the help." she said. She looked at the three of them before walking out the infirmary and making her way up one of the many staircases.
The healers worked quickly but carefully, applying medicime to his wound and using healing spells to straighten his bones back into place. His bones were nearly shattered so it wasn't easy, but they managed to fix it up good as new. They coated his arm with medicine and a fresh bandage just incase it acted up again, but they thought they'd done a good enough job to prevent that. Since he stunk, the healers took the time to clean him and his armor up with basic cleaning spells. His armor shone spiffy and clean and smelled of flowers instead of unborn spider intestines. Satisfied with their work the healers returned to their business from before they arived, waiting for him to awaken.

One of the healers noticed he was awake. She paused her work to walk over to him, noticing the tears on his face but not enough to inquire. "Do you feel better? You only rested for an hour." she said.

Rowan entered the infirmary shortly after. She was wearing an identical uniform except cleaner. Rowan stood beside the nurse as she waited to hear the verdict. She looked at Frederick, he looked much cleaner than before, the healers had done a good job. And healthier, though he looked a bit shaken up?

Rowan noticed him wipe his eyes... had he been crying? "If you think you're up to it, we might not get many chances to rest after this." she said. Rowan turned to the healer and bowed slightly. "Thank you for healing him, it is much appreciated." she said. The healer simply smiled and returned to her work, whether or not they followed her advice was up to them. Rowan patiently stood by, waiting for him to pack up. "I'll take you somwhere after this. You smell nice by the way." she said, noticing he smelled like flowers.