Uri - Some Hands on Experience!

Another Observation  Hizo-Tsu, Injury Via Mugging

(Here Uri gives aid instead of just watching the entire time. Elora made sure that he knew what tools were which and how each could be applied in situations like this. Hizo was bleeding a lot, blood oozing from his hand and suffering from the attack of the muggler outside of Osrona. Uri was lucky to be apart of this as he has learned that the role of a medic isn’t always one so pleasing to the stomach… Sometimes, you have to hold it in, no matter how disgusting it may look. Through this shows his will to learn as well as his compassion for others, the purpose of his symbol, to seek wisdom in the efforts of helping his fellow man.


[14:50] Cassy Claire says, "Is there a doctor here..? And or a member of the Order.. This kid was attacked by a mugger."
[14:51] Cassy Claire says, "He's hurt."
[14:51] Urizen Lee asks, "Mugger you say? What did they look like?"
[14:51] Del mer Joyau says, ". . ."
[14:51] Cassy Claire says, "Black hair, sunglasses, dark skin.. I stabbed their leg.."
[14:51] Sui mer Joyau says, ".."
[14:51] Cassy Claire says, "So they'll be looking for a doctor too."
[14:51] Urizen Lee says, "Oof, that sounds painful."
[14:51] Barthalamew extended a hand over to Uri to give him a shake, he was dull-minded when it came to majority of the family... It was large after all. "My bad, I have been forgetful... It's nice to meet you all again."
(Barthalamew Otho)
[14:51] Hiro-tzu says, "M-Mm'...H-hurts.."
[14:53] Urizen Lee says, "There's gotta be an anvil for use around here somewhere... Let's keep looking."
[14:53] Eska Skash says, "Alright."
[14:53] He laughs lightly while looking into his notes. "Its okay, with everything going crazy in such massive crowds, I can't blame you," said Uri.

He would jot down some notes of his. Just simple first aid notes he had picked up from the library.

'A blocked airway can kill someone in three to four minutes, but it can take more than eight minutes for an ambulance to arrive. So a simple procedure such as opening someone’s airway can save their life whilst waiting for emergency help to arrive,' he wrote.
(Uri Sanctum)
[14:54] Cassy Claire asks, "No doctors..?.. Or Order members here..?"
[14:54] Elora Renae Otho says, "I am a Doctor."
[14:54] Barthalamew nudged Granny.
(Barthalamew Otho)
[14:54] Barthalamew Otho whispers: You got this.
[14:54] Cassy Claire says, "This lad was injured by a mugger.. he needs some care."
[14:55] Elora nodded.
(Elora Renae Otho)
[14:55] Elora Renae Otho says, "Let me see what I can do then."
[14:55] Uri Sanctum asks, "Huh? Cassy? What on the blue waters are you doing getting injured?"
[14:55] Cassy Claire says, "Look out for the mugger too.. I put a hole in their thigh, if you see them they should be arrested."
[14:56] Cassy Claire says, "I'm not injured Uri."
[14:56] Cassy was fine, save a few small cuts.
(Cassy Claire)
[14:56] Cassy Claire says, "He is."
[14:56] Cassy gestures to the lad behind her.
(Cassy Claire)
[14:57] Uri Sanctum says, "My grandmother will take care of you...Or maybe so can I if its okay."
[14:57] Miura says, "There."
[14:57] With all the chaos of battle going on and such Elora hadn't caught onto someone else needing medical aid. When they spoke again of needing help she'd perk up.

"Well, let me have a look."

She said with a nod. Taking a few steps around the others to now stand by that of Hiro-tzu.

"What happened young man? Do you know who attacked you?"

The woman started off with a few questions. Ones meant to distract but focus the mind. All in order for her to work and observe.
(Elora Renae Otho)
[15:00] It was another case. Something he could probably help with. Though it would be too early. Yeah, it was probably best that Uri stayed out of this one and allowed for her to do on her own while he would simply take notes again. It was good practice after all, he got to see her in action and benefit from her instructions.

"Cass, what exactly were you two doing?" He asked curious of the injury on her comrade.

"Day One, Patient Two... Notes, working in progress."
(Uri Sanctum)

[15:14] glanced between the group, his pink hues vacant and weary as they approached him. His face was alabaster white, and he seemed to be shying away from their gaze, even though his expression was vacant, dimly surprised, and even somewhat stupid. The air-head shuffled in place, his body tucked close and behind the pink-haired being, though he was not entirely afraid.

His snow-white gear was stained a bright crimson, as from his left arm displayed a gaping tear that grazed down to the white bone underneath, though that was not entirely visible due to the metal of his braces keeping the flesh closed with it's denting tears. Blood oozed out along his right hand, which was gripping at his flesh underneath. When addressed by the doctor, his eyes narrowed, and he shied away, only to second-guess it and decide it was best he let them peek anyway. He sniffled, his mouth agape and his eyebrows raised as he held up the wound for them to see. When he spoke, it was eerily calm, if not abit distant. He was a boy, so it was the sound of a boy's voice. "...Lady...Fire. Eyepatch. Wanted money, but I offered a hug." He shook his hips, the sound of rustling coin coming from a pouch on his waist. He wiggled his brows at the pink-haired one beside him.
(Hiro-tzu)
[15:14] "We weren't doing anything, I went to cut some firewood and realized he was being mugged.. I was too slow to stop them from injuring him, but I was fast enough to keep it from getting worse.." Though she supposed she should describe them again.

"Black hair, sunglasses, dress, uses fire magic, with a dark skin tone. It happened just south in Sudbury.. so likely they'll be there somewhere."

She shrugged as she spoke again, seemingly dismissive of the threat she'd been left with. "She said I'd be the one bleeding out when we met again but.. I can handle her if that comes along." She'd already done it once after all.

Yellowy hues watching the medical work to take place, that gash was a bit nasty from a glance.. though she'd returned the favor.
(Cassy Claire)

[15:19] Upon taking notes, he would ask "A lady with an eye patch? Wielding fire, so does that mean.." He would go to examine the fellow teen more. Looking for burns, wondering if there was anything he could do, in order to make his grandmothers job easier.

"Grandmother, is there anything I can do right now?" He offered to fetch her water from a near by shop if it was needed. A cold towel or anything to bring relief to any pain. He watched as the blood oozed out and prepared a tournaquette to be used in order to stop the bleeding, in case a rope or something that should be wrapped around Hiro's hand to prevent any more bleeding if needed.

"Its so hard to focus, with all this activity going on. How do you do it grandma?" He looks to Elora, curious, but willing to help.
(Uri Sanctum)

[15:23] Despite the extent of the wound before her, Elora did not falter. No. Elora remained calm, steady and nurturing as ever. It was honestly an art to watch her work given how refined her practice was at this point in her long life.

"Yes you can, Uri, obtain for the patient a chair for them to sit upon. Given the wound and the procedure we'll have to do, it's likely he's going to pass out.

I'd rather he not fall upon the stone here if we can help it."

The elderly Doctor instructed her aspiring Grandson. There after she'd meet the patients gaze and hold. Those old eyes showed wisdom, care and the absolute will to see him healthy.

"Come, allow me to help you in removing the armor there. Tell me what is your name? I am Elora.

You needn't worry anymore. I will take care of you."

The confidence on her tone coupled that of the soothing holy mana that radiated around her. Rather he was calm, truly, or not these two things would certainly help Hiro in this situation.
(Elora Renae Otho)

[15:25] She smiles at them all, this was the most she could do here.. and she had done all she was able leading up to this so unless she was needed she would take her leave. "Thank you for your help Miss, I'm Cassy.. I'll leave you to it.. just keep your eyes open please."
(Cassy Claire)
[15:26] Elora Renae Otho says, "You're welcome. I'm happy to help."
[15:27] Sui mer Joyau says, "..."
[15:27] Dorothea asks, "Does anyone know where the medical facility is?"
[15:28] Del mer Joyau says, ". . ."
[15:28] Dorothea says, "If so can you escort my comrade here to it? I have to report to theQueen."
[15:28] Elora Renae Otho says, "Well.. I am the medical facility."
[15:28] Uri nods his head, leaving the scene briefly to find a chair. And what are the odds? There are so many of them here in the market place. So he would kindly ask one of the shop owners for a stool, something stable for the patient to sit down on while Elora would tend to the more important issues of the wound.

"Thank you for your support sir," He would take the chair back to where the medical aid was being given. "Here, best one out there...Many others are broken from the large crowd of travelers, but this should be fine, right?" he was referring to the giant crowd that was gathered, it was far from just peaceful but it ended just as quick as it came.

He took out his notepad, wondering what Elora would have him do next or if he would take more notes, before the day comes where he can keep a steady hand and unclouded mind, free from the fear of the human innards and details of organs beneath flesh.
(Uri Sanctum)

[15:37] Well, what a day indeed. From the busy start of house calls to the now almost back to back patients falling upon her feet, the day had truly turned into a busy one.

So, to finish up with Hiro-tzu first, Elora would help him sit upon the chair. As she did the woman would go about removing the armor still around the wound.

"Alright, Uri, in my bag there you will find everything we need and more. Right now, I need you to find gauze, ointment, wraps, a scalpel and a invasive mirror. Gauze meshing, one of the hook needles and the stitching twine.

I need you place them out in that order okay? Position yourself to the patients right, which would be my left. You need to face me and observe everything that I do.

When I ask for the item I need, hand it to me."

Pausing there Elora had just taken the last plate of armor from the wound. Because of such the skin flayed open and thusly the wound was opened.

With it camea fresh spray of blood that splashed out. Spritzing that of Elora and anyone nearby her. More so Elora given she was right there. It stained across her face, down her neck and over her right shoulder. Ultimately staining her medical whites.

That aside, the woman would look up at Uri. Assuming that he had finished his task the woman would speak. All while placing her hands over the wound and pressing holy energies into it.

"Gauze please."

She'd state in the same calm and collected tone as before. Despite the spray of blood, Elora seemed entirely in control.

Looking then to the Joyau.

"You may be an extra set of hands. Wash yours please. Thoroughly, then return to my side and await instruction yes?"

Calm as ever. Never worried, not for a second.
(Elora Renae Otho)

[15:44] There was a lot of things that had to be done. First and foremost, young Uri would have to find someplace where he could wash his hands and roll up his sleeves. He did not want to contaminate the patients injury in any way and so, he would use what was available to him at the time, heading to the shops around him, putting his hand in their stuff, their storage of water and soap.

"Alright, and organize all of the tools needed for the operation right?" He asked nervously. Soon to head over after drying his hands, he would open the kit, taking out the gauze, stuffing, needle, and various other medical tools essential for this type of mending. Now, he did not know what some of these tools did, now he had an idea as to how to apply some like a gauze as it could be used to stop heavy bleeding. But then, there lies the deeper section, mysterious tools he knew very little of.

"Alright, Gauze," Uri spoke to himself and his grandmother. Through this was heable to remember and function properly without breaking down. Yes, he was calm around his relative, but under pressure it might be different outside of this semi-controlled environment. He hands her the gauze, now he patiently waits for a result.

In the meantime, the tools were all laid out aside from him and Elora, on a large towel, safe from touching the ground and flat on the wooden surface of the shopping stance near them.... "Everything's in plain view and accessible now Granny Elora."
(Uri Sanctum)

[15:53] As the Gauze were handed, they were taken. Immediately pressed into the wound. Deeply and roughly so that the proper amount of pressure was applied directly unto the wound.

"Now, Uri, for a wound like this you need to stop the bleeding. This is where being a Blood mage would be very handy.

Their ability to manipulate and maintain the flow of the bloodstream can keep your patient from bleeding out. However, with the proper amount of pressure you can force the wound to enter a state of hemostasis."

Pausing in her words Elora would slowly lift the gauze from the wound. Showing Uri and anyone else that might be watching that it was in fact no longer bleeding.

"Once you've the hemorrhage under control, you can move onto step two."

Having sat the gauze to the side, for now, Elora would look up to her Grandson Uri.

"Wrapping and Ointment please."

That calm tone held true despite the very much flayed open arm of her patient. So much so that one could clearly see down to the bone..

As for the Joyau, well, Elora had yet needed their help. However, would soon enough. The extra hands would certainly be nice.
(Elora Renae Otho)

[16:00] The process was becoming clear and so were the many steps. He paid close attention to all Elora was doing. Even adding his own taste to the notes. "Blood magic... One of the many gifts to us Medics of Osrona…" He would return to the collection of tools.

There he would grab the wrapping. "If I'm correct, you're not supposed to wrap it too tight, or else you could stop the blood flow and cause more long term damage right?" He then turned his eyes to the ointment.

"I'm not sure if this is a myth or not, but I have heard of some people actually putting the ointment on the wrapping itself... Or should I grab a plaster padding for that?" he figured that some sort of plaster or bandaid type padding would help seal the wound and prevent anymore infection.

Now this was just his thought. He has been reading the books after all. And as he would bring the wrapping and ointment. Young Uri made sure to keep a smile, something to keep the patient calm and assure them that everything will be okay.
(Uri Sanctum)

[16:11] As each were handed to her Elora would carefully go about applying the ointment.

"Typically you can lather your wraps in ointment as needed. Cuts like on the young man before would be a perfect example as to when to use a soaked wrap.

However, for a wound like this you need to apply the ointment directly. Using one of your hands, the dominant one of course."

While she spoke Elora was doing just as she explained. Applying the ointment to the wound. Which was, very deep. She had to press those fingers into the wound and ensure a proper coating was applied.

"This part is harder for some training medics. Now, the mirror please."

Assuming it was handed the Doctor would insert the mirror into the walls of flesh. Keeping them pulled back enough to allow her a full view.

"With the mirror you want to check and make sure that you've gotten every area that you can. While doing so you need to check for any outer bodies. Debris like metal, wood, dirt and so on.

If you see any of that you must remove it. This one is just fine so we needn't worry about that this time."

Pulling the mirror free from the wound she'd place it aside. There after her hands grabbed the wraps.

"Correct. You want to apply enough pressure onto the wound to keep the two walls of flesh together, but, allow for enough oxygen flow to touch the wound.

This allows for proper blood flow to reach the wound and aid in healing. The oxygen allows the wound to breathe so that it does not fester and rot."

While she had spoken Elora had wrapped the wounded arm. Slowly and carefully. Allowing for the proper amount of pressure to be used. Sure this looked easy when she did it, Elora was 72 years old, she'd been doing this stuff for 55 years.

That aside the elder asked for the gauze meshing as well as the needle and stitching. To which she'd apply the meshing first, then began to slowly stitch that ends into the very top layer of flesh. This would allow for the wrappings to go unhindered as they would do their work.

Finally, after all of that the procedure was finished. Their patient had undoubtedly passed out because of the pain. Which Elora had done her best to control with her HOly mana. Though.. such could only go so far.

"He needs to rest. His body must figure out what to do with the pain. It shut itself down to protect his mind.

You needn't worry when this happens, Uri. It's natural and happens often. It's the way your body protects you."

Ending with that note she'd stand and draw a deep breath. There after the woman would turn on to her next patient.

"Right, lets have a look yes?"

That soothing, nurturing old lady tone carried her words. Despite the work load, Elora was still ready and rearing to go.
(Elora Renae Otho)

[16:20] Sure there was more to absorb from this lesson. But Uri was trying to focus on one little thing. Holding in his urge to barf. After all it was his first or well his second of many operations to come. He had to dig deep and not think about the oozing blood or the injury that needed major fixing but rather, he would focus on the simple task he was asked to do.

"Mirror," he says while grabbing ahold of the tool with both hands, bringing it over to Elora. "He will have to drink plenty of water yes? The clearer his system the better he will heal right?" He had to ask these questions not just for his notes.

But so he could tell others the same. So he wouldn't lead anyone astray with his future practice of the art. After all, this was a slow day... Many days after this, in times of war, he just might have to spend an entire week mending patients with his grandmother.

"The science behind this is profound... Honestly, it is a beautyin itself, as its a science we use not to bring harm but to help." He would wash his hands once more after handing over the mirror. He did this each time he went digging for a medical tool.
(Uri Sanctum)

[16:23] As Varus approached, Elora stepped forward. The Elder reached with her right hand to steady the male. Upon contact her Holy mana immediately set to work.

It began to eat away at any residual types of pain. Be it legitimate or phantom. Not only that but the Holy mana began to crawl over his skin.

Like that of a sheet did it cover the exposed flesh. What they did not see were that of hundreds of microscopic tendrils of holy mana on the underside of this sheet of holy mana.

These tendrils were ever gingerly picking at the burns. Eating away and devouring any harsh bits. Almost like it were absorbing it..

In that moment Elora recognized this pattern in her Holy mana. Only having used it once before back when she was much younger.

What was it? What could it be? The manifestation of her will to shield others from pain. To absorb their ailments..?

Perhaps.

That aside and as her magic continued its work she'd speak, finally for the first time.

"Oh, you needn't apologize honey."

The elder assured her patient.

"I'm happy to help. It's my duty to serve those in need of medical attention."

Her voice had changed a bit, shifted. Almost like there was a back tone to it. It appeared as if Elora hadn't noticed and in truth she hadn't. Anyone around her could clearly see a difference in the shine of her mana.

It was, well.. it was brighter, stronger if one could imagine.

"I can heal the burns like this for now. They'll remain in a sort of.. stasis for a lack of better words. Until I am able to obtain a Mythril Kit the burns will linger and could reopen.

But, for now, your pain should be manageable. If you like I can scrub the burns and wrap them as well. But that's up to you as it will be very, very painful."
(Elora Renae Otho)
[16:24] Elora Renae Otho says, "Also, yes, Uri. He needs a lot of rest and clear fluid. Orange juice to strengthen the immune system as well."

[16:29] Varus watches in a sort of awe as the woman utilizes her magic to help clean the wound and dress it was well. He gritted his teeth slightly, though he could feel the pain lessening.

Varus nods as the woman speaks, he gives a faint smile, "Any relief is better than none." He looked down at his body, it was a gruesome sight, he didn't expect to be injured on his second day on the job, but it happens.

He gives a slight frown, "Orange juice, water... alright, scrubbing the wound is fine, I can handle the pain, as long as it helps me in the long run." He inhales hoping that the scrubbing of the wound wouldn't be unbearable, but he was prepared nonetheless.

He sighed, "Do you think it's gonna scar, or linger for awhile?" He already knew some of the answer, he knew that nerve damage was practically irreversible, but he just wanted to be sure.
(Varus Bellator)

[16:35] Whoa, what a rush. The young teen was nervous for all reasons in hell that he might mess up along the way such as tripping over a stone and sending scalpels into the body of Varus making the injury even worse. But he was able to just focus on the task, so long as his grandmother gave him the proper guidance, he wouldn't be so much of a nervous wreck.

Now, all he could do was give praise. The lad would be okay from here on out, but the little pieces of that scar, there was no doubt that it would stay, this being the -1 or -3 vit that is a small portion of any large vitality he may have lost from the dangerous encounter he's suffered through.

"You need rest as well friend, plenty of it before you can feel normal again and go back to fighting." He nods his head, for Uri had taken note to Elora's words as well. Her mannerisms as a doctor and how she treated her patients. There was no way, he'd turn into someone who would experiment on his patients or insult them for obtaining such brutal injuries.

From this, showed his compassion, something he was hoping to be worthy enough for the stars to view him as a potential servant. Someone who could use their light for the purpose of healing others, be it friend or foe. His talents to be learned as a medic was something that could be used as a universal helping hand for all. Well, maybe more for his allies than any enemy.

"Grandmother, you made everything seem so smooth... One day, I will have hands and a mind like that. One day," the little teen smiled, waiting further instruction.
(Uri Sanctum)

[16:40] There was a single nod given as Varus spoke.

"Oh yes. This is going to scar you for the rest of your life. Burns like this don't just heal over I'm afraid.

But, with a prosthetic kit I can make them less visible. I can even replace the injured flesh with layers of Mythril mesh. It's not the prettiest, but it will allow for better flexibility and mobility in general."

Elora stated while grabbing a clean cloth. Only after having washed her hands with her own water magic. There after the elder had drenched the cloth with her water magic.

Going on to scrub at the burns inflicted upon Varus. The pain that followed was great. Enough so that it broke through Eloras threshold of Holy mana. Which up to that point had been doing a good job fighting back the pain.

Doing her best to be as fast as she could while still offering the best possible outcome of the wound, Elora would eventually come to a stop. Allowing for her patient to take a break and gather themselves.

"Mm, well.. that's the best I can do for now. If you're in need of pain relief find me and I'll dose you with some Holy mana.

It won't last long but it will help."

Given that her treatment was finished for now, Elora took a step back. Those aged eyes examined her work, thinking over what else would be done when a Kit was obtained.

Of course as Uri spoke a smile took her expression.

"I'll be here to help you Uri. In any way that I can."

The ever loving grandmother assured then turned back to her patient.

"How do you feel?"

She asked while continuing to examine the work she had done.
(Elora Renae Otho)

[16:56] Assured, he would grin towards this little fact, that she would always be there to guide him. It made him realize that the road ahead did not have to be so bumpy. He was an aspiring medic, yes, a practitioner if he continued on.

He stared at Varus, understanding what his grandmother had said. He would shake his head, not in pity, but worried about those who were out of their reach for help. "People who get these sort of injuries too often are... Near untreatable aren't they? The human body or any body for that matter."

He paused, but said "The mortal body can only endure so much before it falls apart, you gotta take more care of things from this point on."

He was distracted by many Out of Character forces.
(Uri Sanctum)

[16:59] "Mhm, that's to be expected."

Elora said first to Varus.

"Defeat will strike the mind in more ways than just a sword or blast of magic. If you wish, I can help you with that as well. But not here and not now.

Somewhere with less ears."

The Doctor stated. It wasn't anything weird. No. It was simply that of vocal therapy. Something better preformed when in groups of two.

That aside Elora looked on to Uri. To whom a nod was given.

"Yes, most burns like this are untreatable. But I've been at this so long now that I've come up with a few tricks.

Ones to alleviate the pain and, well just replace the skin. The Mythril Kit is needed for the later.

But, yes, despite our strengths the mortal body is of a poor design for the most part. Very susceptible to most harmful things."
(Elora Renae Otho)

[17:04] Varus blinks and tilts his head as Elora speaks of Mental assistance, being only 15 he has no idea what she means, "Er…If you're not busy, I'd like to go somewhere with less ears." He gave a small smile, he wanted to see what she meant, and he certainly wasn't happy with himself or his performance.

He was intrigued by her earlier comments about blood magic as well. "Is blood magic good for medicine?" He was interested, Elora was obviously a very skilled doctor.

He looked to Uri as he talked about taking care of himself, he nodded solemnly, he looked embarrassed "Sorry, I just wanted to get the ruffian away from the Queen, I thought I was strong enough to do that." He sighed, he was able to lead him away, but Dorthea was the one who cleaned up his mess.
(Varus Bellator)

[17:09] Uri offered a simple pat on the shoulder. "Oh well right? We are men after all... We lose some, we win some, but we can't always predict the outcome of some," he nods, speaking from the words of a poem.

He looks to Elora, "I think, with his spirits being high, he'll find a miracle one of these days." He spoke with words of childish encouragement, hoping that there would be some remedy, maybe through alchemy that will wipe away the scars, as if they were never there.

It was a pipe dream, but something he could cheer on for the times to come. "You are a cadet too right? I wouldn't worry about it too much, I'd call it your very first battle scar, an honorable one, from protecting the Queen." Uri nods again and again. He thought he could humor and honor Varus for his actions, maybe he could, maybe he could not. His mana was not defined like Elora… He was between the boarders of Holy and Cosmic, his focus of Light, but only one would reveal itself one day.
(Uri Sanctum)