Triage

[lastofvaldemar]

Well, this is a change, at least.

For anyone worried about Remy, don't. I'm looking after him he... Just needs some time. You'll have to get your drinks elsewhere, for the time being.

[He's grumpy and has a headache. Thanks for that, by the way, Rowan.That said, those who might think they can depend on me for Healing, please don't. I wear whites

Comments

[ttlynotawizard]

We're on an island. Like hell am I working during this.

It's warm here.

[lastofvaldemar]

Mmm...it's nice, eh?

[He'll put the first person to annoy you out the window, Remy, if leisure'll keep you in a good mood.]

Nothing like this in Valdemar. You have to go south Rethwellen for it.

[ttlynotawizard]

Not a thing like this where I'm from. I imagine there is outside the valley but I've never been. I love it.

Now are you going to come out and get some sun or are you going to spend the day in the room?

[lastofvaldemar]

Oh, sun. Is that what that beacon in the sky is called? I remember it, if dimly.

[He grins]

Well, I might be enticed to come along. Did you have something in mind, or were you just going to loiter like the ne'er do well you are?

[ntjstapwn]

If I remember right, you dump them in boiling water. I don't know what you do to them otherwise.

*Marco assumes lobsters, cause he's never heard of coconuts being cooked unless they're put in something else*

Thanks for the update, by the way.

[lastofvaldemar]

Thank you for the cooking advice.

He'll be alright. It just takes time.

[ntjstapwn]

They're supposed to go well with butter.

Mm. If anyone tries to get him to serve them, tell them the pigs seem quite capable of bartending on their own.

[lastofvaldemar]

Right after I put them out of a high window, I promise I'll let them know it.

[You have earned a few brownie points, Marco]

I don't think we've met. Your name?

[aprimemover]

[She's not sorry. Giant lobsters are scary.]

Does healing come up much?

[What is wrong with this place?]

[lastofvaldemar]

On a near-constant basis. This place is often a battlefield.

[Van's fairly used to it, even before showing up on Elegante, so he can be flippant.]

Well, not this place...we're usually on a ship- it's complex and incredibly frustrating.

I can Heal minor things, but how often is it something so simple as a minor cut? If someone isn't dead, they're nearly so. They much be desperate.

[aprimemover]

[Well, that is entirely horrifying.

There's a long pause before her reply.]

It's like before unification...

What's the fighting over?

[Because obviously, one needs a reason to fight.]

[lastofvaldemar]

Like as not boredom or imagined slights. Or vengeance for the loss of life thanks to the first.

There's plenty of food and space and no real reason for it, the idiots.

[He hesitates. Oh, havens is he ever gonna regret this. Sigh.]

You are capable of defending yourself?

[arcanasoul]

Is he gonna be okay? [He saw Remy's little meltdown, but...felt weird saying something. So he didn't.]

[lastofvaldemar]

He'll be fine. It just takes time.

[arcanasoul]

Arright.

...uh, could you send him my regards? It's Tyler.

[lastofvaldemar]

I will. And thank you.