Treating the wounds of Mariah. Burn Injury.

The necromancer, along with his undead, entered the house. Everything was calm, only his servants remained in the place, taking care of the tasks of the house. He calmly turned and locked the door, then extended his arm and pointed to the chair, "Please, sit down, my dear."

He then waited a few seconds before going to sit down too.

His gaze kept wandering around Mariah's body, seeing the situation that she was in, "So show me the seriousness of your injuries... So I can see what I can do for you." Aldrah nodded.
(Aldrah)

The woman sat down onto the chair- and without even flinching or hesitating, unbuttoned her dress and drew it down. The decaying flesh was burnt up plenty, trailing all along her torso- and up near her neck.

It was nasty, and probably disgusting. She stared blankly at the Necromancer, before looking down. "My apologies."
(Mariah)

The man looked at the rotten and burnt flesh with a certain calmness. That did not bother him, he dealt with dead daily.. Wounds of various types, both internal and external, that he had to 'cure', in those undeads he revived.

Taking a deep breath, he snapped his fingers, and then the servants who were at different points in the house began to bring utensils, bandages, among other things. This took a few minutes, which were different utensils that the undeads had to bring, which Aldrah would use, where the last undead appeared, carrying a basin of water.

He looked at the basin and then at Mariah, "I'll start cleaning up the wounds.." He spoke, already reaching out and taking a cloth, such a cloth that he then placed in the water, to get it wet. After a few seconds, he removed the cloth from the water and squeezed it, to leave it damp enough to clean, but not to soak the undead.

Then, gently, he began to wipe the burns, starting at the neck and down. His movement was calm and steady as he took care not to hurt his undead in any way.
(Aldrah)

The woman stayed absolutely still, letting the man work on her dead flesh. In truth, the cleanliness was likely not even useful except for keeping maggots and other disgusting bacteria out- more of a use for others than for her- but...

She didn't mind, just stayed absolutely still as he began to wipe the burns and clean them up. Her eyes stayed staring forward, and she began to talk, quietly.

"Thank you, by the way... I appreciate- that you wish to take care of me."
(Mariah)

He continued for a few minutes, wiping, wetting the cloth and spreading it, just to leave it damp, until complete cleaning throughout the wound. He did not lose his concentration at any moment, even when Mariah spoke to him, he was focused on treating the wound.

When he completed, Aldrah dropped the cloth in the bowl and snapped his fingers, one of his servants came and removed the basin, leading to pour the water.

He looked at Mariah and said, "You are my precious undead.. Basically my daughter, Mariah. Of course I would take care of you." He said giving a quick smile, then preparing the utensils for the next part.
(Aldrah)

The woman seemed confused, her eyes turning towards him- and her head shifted slightly. It was clear that she wasn't expecting that sort of title.

"... Daughter." She repeated, before smiling softly, a little sheepishly. "... Loretta is my sister- but- I still... find that you are very much important to me..."

A pause, and she continued on,"You've brought me back- given me a chance..." Her eyes lowered down towards the rest of the treatment, her burns now fully cleaned, but still disgusting looking.
(Mariah)

Well, the moment passing .. Aldrah focused his attention back to the wound, he extended his hand close to the chest of his undead, then beginning to form a shallow crust of ice through the burned skin. He did this all over the burned area, from the chest to the neck, covering with a thin layer of ice.

The ice would help with the burns, in addition to keeping the rotting meat in place.

He looked into Mariah's eyes and said, "Let the ice melt... It will help to trat wound." Aldrah nodded, "And yes, daughter.You are important to me, as are all my undeads.. I hope you stay with me for a long time."
(Aldrah)

The undead woman would need to avoid using her fire powers to melt the ice too fast, then. She nodded her head, the treatment done for now- with that, she began to dress herself, eyes focused in on the man in silence, before smiling softly.

"I'll try my best... to make you proud." She said, as simple and clear as she could despite the low groan in the back of her throat.

She was still undead, after all.
(Mariah)

Aldrah waited a few minutes, the ice was thin and then it quickly melted, "Ready.. Now just bandage and we're done for now." He spoke, pulling a roll of cloth.

Before his undead got dressed again, he put the band around the wound, the ice water was there, it would help keep the bands moist around the skin. He wrapped the entire wounded area, neck to chest, where at last he fastened the band and then looked at Mariah, "Okay.. After some rest time, we'll take care of the wound again until it heals completely." Aldrah nodded.

He then turned and headed toward the exit, leaving his undead to rest.
(Aldrah)