Re: District General: Office District
Tegan could hear Bartimaeus shouting for a healer, but he did not hear the cleric calling for the person whom Lady Shadesworn had requested -- "Sulthor " the Half-Elf believed the name to be, although the Librarian's badly cracked and blistered lips, as well as the obvious strain that it was for her to speak, had made it a little difficult to understand her.
~Curious . . . Bartimaeus calls for a healer, yet he has done no healing himself. Mayhap the clerics of Oghma are scholars, but not healers -- at least not all of them.~
Turning to Yshtar, Tegan said "Lady Shadesworn has requested that someone named Sulthor be brought to her. Can you stick your head outside the door and call for him -- or her? If you need to reach out and grab someone by the scruff of their neck in order to make them listen to you, well . . . obviously, 'tis urgent."
"Aye, she yet lives," he called out the door in response to Bartimaeus' inquiry. ~And I am about to make certain of that.~
Thinking that mayhap Lady Shadesworn was lapsing into shock -- if, indeed, she had not already done so -- so that thinking clearly or expressing herself would become more difficult for her, Tegan resolved to be more assertive about pressing his own healing upon the Librarian -- for who knew how long it would take for aid to arrive from outside the room?
Turning back to Lady Shadesworn, he spoke gently and said "Aid is on the way, Lady Shadesworn. In the meantime, I am going to touch you lightly on the shoulder, so that I may heal you to the best of my abilities. It will . . . repair at least some of the damage that has been done to you, and should ease your pain somewhat."
OOC: Unless Lady Shadesworn obviously rejects Tegan's healing, he will employ his paladin's healing touch.
Stepping closer to Lady Shadesworn, Tegan lightly touched her nearest shoulder. He knew from using the same power to heal a burn that Mains had suffered in the forge that he did not need to touch the wounded area in order for his power to function, and he reckoned that even a light touch upon the Librarian's ruined hands might well cause her additional pain.
"May this healing be a balm to your hurts, and bring you relief from your pain," he said. A flash of radiant white light, tinged with an undertone of violet coloration, erupted from underneath his gauntlet, where it rested upon Lady Shadesworn's shoulder. ~I wish that I could call upon my Patron by name as I employ the boon of my healing touch . . . well, hopefully one day, 'twill be so.~
Given the way that Mains had described it, Tegan thought it likely that Lady Shadesworn felt the healing as a cooling balm that was flowing throughout her ruined body, along with a great, calming sense of well-being.
OOC: Unless Lady Shadesworn rejects his ministrations, Tegan will lay on hands for 15 hit points of healing.
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