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Post by Rhiannon on Dec 5, 2002 10:37:30 GMT
*Nods at Jake and Mora* Maybe you should help Mel, we need her to rescue Eowyn. Otherwise there's nothing more we could do for her. *"Except of a quick kill" but keeps this thought to herself*
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Post by Imrel on Dec 6, 2002 3:27:56 GMT
*Mora nods crisply, and as her grandson goes to Eowyn's side, she squats next to Melian.*
Lay back, child.
*She speaks in a soothing but firm manner. Examines the Elf's injuries, then starts to pull the approptriate apparatus out of her kit. Moistens a cloth with water from a bottle then uses it to daub at Mel's wounds. With the cuts on her forehead, arms and shins cleaned, she then applies a somewhat stinging remedy that nonetheless causes the blood to clot cleanly.
*Turns her attention to Mel's askew arm. Gripping her gently by the wrist, she pulls the limb straight.*
Fetch me a splint, Jake.
*A few minutes later, after Mora has cleaned off the skin over the break in the bone, Jake hands her a straight stick the length of Mel's forearm. Makes sure it's been cleaned then sets about strapping the splint to Mel's broken arm with Jake's help. Once it is secured, she wraps an abundance of thick white bandage around it.*
Just don't move it around too much, and I'm sure you'll be good as new soon.
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 6, 2002 7:05:13 GMT
Éowyn's breathing becomes harder and harder, almost struggling to get a bit of oxygen...
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Post by Rhiannon on Dec 6, 2002 12:47:34 GMT
*Quickly puts a hand on Éowyn's chest. It's barely moving anymore. Takes a piece of cloth and puts a green paste on it.* This will relax you and make breathing easier. *Rubs it on her chest and puts a little bit of it under her nose* You have to fight the poison with your mind and soul. *Turns to Mora and gives her a "please hurry" look*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 6, 2002 14:59:34 GMT
Despite Éowyn's weary condition, she slows down her breathing a bit, then puts a hand by the green paste. She tries to open her eyes slowly, the dizziness still present...
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Post by Imrel on Dec 8, 2002 5:57:59 GMT
*Kneels by Eowyn, gripping her anxiously by the shoulder.*
Stay with us, Eowyn...
*While Jake oversees Mora's treatment take its effect on Melian, the old Hobbit comes over to the shield maiden's side to see what she can do while they wait for Mel to recover.*
Deep breaths, remember...
*Glances anxiously to Rhiannon, not really sure she can help.*
I have a cordial that may aid her. Someone hold her head up.
*Reaches over for her bag and rumages around until she pulls out a tiny crystal phial, no larger than her thumb. Uncorks the bottle and brings it to Eowyn's mouth, easing in a drop of the precious purplish liquid. Quickly restops the bottle and watches Eo.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Dec 8, 2002 12:53:29 GMT
*Moves quickly to Eowyn's head then looks at the hobbit, worried* We're trying to paddle up a waterfall here. How long do you think until Mel is well enough to help her? Where's an elf when you need one...
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 8, 2002 13:09:23 GMT
Éowyn blinks her bluish eyes, closes them for a moment and then opens them slowly. "Where am I?" she croaks, seeing slight blurs around her. She then takes a few deep, ragged breaths...
OOC: Sorry, I don't really know too much what it's like to be stabbed by a Morgul blade. Am I doing it alright?
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 8, 2002 23:29:24 GMT
OOC - You're doing great Eowyn ;D btw mel is having computer problems and may be offline for a while.
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Post by Melian on Dec 9, 2002 15:50:54 GMT
(last time it let me post once, so lets see)
*mel scoots herself over to eowyn and puts the hand of the not broken arm over the wound*
iluve kir kel
galad kal pel
fea mel
quende gul heal iluve
*a faint light shines and only surounds the wound mel eyes begin to glow blue, she puts all her energy into it and the light surounds eowyn , then abruptly ends and mel lays back breathing hard and aperintly really tiered*
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Post by Rhiannon on Dec 10, 2002 12:21:17 GMT
Dear Spirits, Mel, thank you for Eowyn's life. Take a little rest, we're taking all of you back to Bree as soon as possible.
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Post by Imrel on Dec 12, 2002 3:14:28 GMT
*Smiles in relief, and helps Mel back up into a sitting position. Hugs her quickly then goes back to Eowyn to see how she is responding.*
Well, I wouldn't be surprised if they can both be moved now... Jake and I shall return to Bree, and bring horses for Eowyn and Melody.
*Mora, with Jake's help, remounts the jumpy steed. Once her grandson has mounted too, they set off at a gallop in the direction of the town.
*Not a long time later, when Eowyn's wounds have properly healed and her breathing has steadied, two horses, each ridden by a Hobbit, come cantering up to the group. Mora and Jake dismount and bring the horses over.*
We chose appropriately... They may be fast, but they are also gentle.
*Looks to Mel.*
Do you feel up to riding?
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 13, 2002 7:02:19 GMT
The dizziness in Eowyn's mind slows down, her breathing becomes normal. The shield maiden opens her blue eyes once more, now they look normal again. Her usually fair face was whither than chalk now and her mouth felt extremely dry.
"Imrel, Rhia, Mel!" she says, trying to get up on her elbows, only to lay down again.
"Thank you," she says, her voice barely audible. Eowyn then turns around and sees two horses, then begins to smile for a moment...
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Post by Rhiannon on Dec 13, 2002 10:40:58 GMT
Sees that Eowyn is conscious again, smiles and hands her a small bottle.* It's good to see you've made it back. Do you want some water?
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 18, 2002 16:04:45 GMT
"Thanks," Eowyn says softly as she gratefully accepts the bottle. She takes a few gulps, letting the water refresh her...
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