Hector- Medicine

The only respite he’d had from the Ratlord’s constant experimenting and extraction techniques had been the intermittent arrival of Hector, Vankaskan’s aide and apothecary. It was clear the youth had been sent under strict instruction—he wasn’t applying salves, ointments, and balms to Drew’s wounds out of the goodness of Vankaskan’s heart. The Ratlord wanted to use the boy’s skills with herbs and drugs to help speed up the healing process so he could set to work once more on Drew as soon as possible. Though Drew realized the purpose, and what fresh pain would inevitably follow, he was still grateful beyond words for Hector’s care and attention.
Hector wasn’t present during the actual questioning—he was left to ride on the footplate at the back of the wagon, beyond the locked door of the cell. Whenever Vankaskan’s sickly wheezing became too much for him, he called the boy to prepare him another dose of medicine, which he promptly knocked back before ushering Hector away. When his work was finally done and Drew was bloodied and close to unconsciousness, he summoned the boy in and left him to work his magic on the prisoner, only to return when Drew was on the mend once more. Then the horror started all over again.

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