Letter delivered to the Sworn office for Lady Crofte via courier.
Dear Cici,
I do miss seeing the sun-soaked beauty of the Jewel and the desert. I did travel there briefly in the past sevenday to find Oscare, but that turned into a failed venture though I did meet up with Sir Aideron briefly.
The seascapes of La Noscea give me a great wanderlust urge these days. For each time I recover enough to travel and train once again, perils ensue and I must recover once more.
I truly dishonor Thaliak for not spreading knowledge well, for it goes unaccepted. My concern for Sir Iron grows. Would that he not ask for forgiveness so much, then do something destructive and continue the cycle anew. This sparring you walked away from was in the best of action, for not the next day did he do another one without having his wounds treated, then also left once more to fight. I dare think this lust for blood is a temporary reprieve from his true troubles. Yet letting his body go into such poor condition left us all burdened when the Leviathan threatened the coast.
I have decided to take up some extra work in Gridania that I might sponsor and gift him with a place of his own, that he might make his own true decisions and feel comfortable that he will not lose what he has worked to gain. I wish him not to feel indebted to me, nor that be the reason for our correlation. Were I able to give freely and still be an active force in his life outside of deals, accords, and vows.Â
Such oaths are diluted in the river of life when spoken too often.
Going to Gridania makes me think of Lady Reinette, for what little she has shared about her adolescence speaks of the sights in the Shroud. She is truly a kind and patient woman. There is a curious connection to someone who has helped relieve pain and fixed what seems so terrible; such a gratitude that does not fade easily and is quite sincerely.
Have you ever seen her hand? She is brave at times and will not wear a glove, but I feel a pang of sadness when I see it. Surely something bad must have happened to give her such a handicap and from my brief glimpses, for she blurs the sight of her hand skillfully, I do suspect that the damage was done over time. Was no one her healer? I wonder how much of her hand could be regenerated.
I would offer such a service to her if not for her spoken unconscious disapproval for the power of regenerative elements. She is quite knowledgeable in the ways of wounds, but she has a great concern for aether poisoning and overuse. I do understand her concern; that I do agree with the majority of them. Yet her wish for prevention of over-scarring was quite burdensome the other night.Â
Many suffered long into the night as we tended to wounds, Master Vann did wander off with his wounds in a drugged stupor. My work on Master Chuchukepa was unsatisfactory and Lady Meli was dismissed from helping after my ministrations to her broken arm and other injuries. I hold not illusions about what my body must undergo for such a life and the elements would not permit to abuse in such conjurations.
I must find a better compromise to appease the lady, I would not risk her attentions and work to feel unappreciated if cumbersome. The Still Shore needs a better place to treat the injured and wounded. Would I able to give her a place to keep tools and supplies at the ready it would help everyone overall.
I would most appreciate your words on it, I am sure the Sworn know much of medical places. I shall also visit the Goblet to observe and take notes from other doctors so I might provide a similar space.
Be safe, I will come to the Jewel as soon as I am able once more,
Jancis
Dear Cici,
I do miss seeing the sun-soaked beauty of the Jewel and the desert. I did travel there briefly in the past sevenday to find Oscare, but that turned into a failed venture though I did meet up with Sir Aideron briefly.
The seascapes of La Noscea give me a great wanderlust urge these days. For each time I recover enough to travel and train once again, perils ensue and I must recover once more.
I truly dishonor Thaliak for not spreading knowledge well, for it goes unaccepted. My concern for Sir Iron grows. Would that he not ask for forgiveness so much, then do something destructive and continue the cycle anew. This sparring you walked away from was in the best of action, for not the next day did he do another one without having his wounds treated, then also left once more to fight. I dare think this lust for blood is a temporary reprieve from his true troubles. Yet letting his body go into such poor condition left us all burdened when the Leviathan threatened the coast.
I have decided to take up some extra work in Gridania that I might sponsor and gift him with a place of his own, that he might make his own true decisions and feel comfortable that he will not lose what he has worked to gain. I wish him not to feel indebted to me, nor that be the reason for our correlation. Were I able to give freely and still be an active force in his life outside of deals, accords, and vows.Â
Such oaths are diluted in the river of life when spoken too often.
Going to Gridania makes me think of Lady Reinette, for what little she has shared about her adolescence speaks of the sights in the Shroud. She is truly a kind and patient woman. There is a curious connection to someone who has helped relieve pain and fixed what seems so terrible; such a gratitude that does not fade easily and is quite sincerely.
Have you ever seen her hand? She is brave at times and will not wear a glove, but I feel a pang of sadness when I see it. Surely something bad must have happened to give her such a handicap and from my brief glimpses, for she blurs the sight of her hand skillfully, I do suspect that the damage was done over time. Was no one her healer? I wonder how much of her hand could be regenerated.
I would offer such a service to her if not for her spoken unconscious disapproval for the power of regenerative elements. She is quite knowledgeable in the ways of wounds, but she has a great concern for aether poisoning and overuse. I do understand her concern; that I do agree with the majority of them. Yet her wish for prevention of over-scarring was quite burdensome the other night.Â
Many suffered long into the night as we tended to wounds, Master Vann did wander off with his wounds in a drugged stupor. My work on Master Chuchukepa was unsatisfactory and Lady Meli was dismissed from helping after my ministrations to her broken arm and other injuries. I hold not illusions about what my body must undergo for such a life and the elements would not permit to abuse in such conjurations.
I must find a better compromise to appease the lady, I would not risk her attentions and work to feel unappreciated if cumbersome. The Still Shore needs a better place to treat the injured and wounded. Would I able to give her a place to keep tools and supplies at the ready it would help everyone overall.
I would most appreciate your words on it, I am sure the Sworn know much of medical places. I shall also visit the Goblet to observe and take notes from other doctors so I might provide a similar space.
Be safe, I will come to the Jewel as soon as I am able once more,
Jancis
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