09.Sep.13, 05:24 AM
"I understand how difficult it will be, going by a description,' Arddra agreed, her eyes going to the bulge in his shirt where she was quite certain a firelizard hid. A part of her wanted to ask why it was so scared or if it was just shy but she felt now wasn't the time. Rising her eyes to meet T'lian's, Arddra focused on why she came here.
"Fosorcim, my husband, he was hurt when a runnerbeast kicked him hard and he fell on a pitch fork. He was taken care of and within a sevenday he was back on his feet, as healthy and vigorous as ever. Then he started to feel weak and couldn't hold food down. At the time he just thought it was something he ate that didn't agree with him and brushed off my concern." Arddra paused, thinking aback to the last sevenday or so she was with him. "The next day he wasn't feeling any better and I noticed he was getting a fever. I did my best to keep him cool, had him drink plenty of water and applied wet clothes on his forehead."
"Nothing I tried was making him better, he couldn't keep any food down and his fever kept coming and going. He started thrashing and raving so badly I was afraid he would hurt himself further. It was quite frightening to see. I knew I had to get a healer, and despite the hour, I left to find one." Arddra fell silent, rubbing her hands together as it had not been easy to remember those last few days. She relayed what she thought was the important points but she was no exert healer. She new a little beastcraft lore from her father but her husband didn't teach her his trade at all.
"Fosorcim, my husband, he was hurt when a runnerbeast kicked him hard and he fell on a pitch fork. He was taken care of and within a sevenday he was back on his feet, as healthy and vigorous as ever. Then he started to feel weak and couldn't hold food down. At the time he just thought it was something he ate that didn't agree with him and brushed off my concern." Arddra paused, thinking aback to the last sevenday or so she was with him. "The next day he wasn't feeling any better and I noticed he was getting a fever. I did my best to keep him cool, had him drink plenty of water and applied wet clothes on his forehead."
"Nothing I tried was making him better, he couldn't keep any food down and his fever kept coming and going. He started thrashing and raving so badly I was afraid he would hurt himself further. It was quite frightening to see. I knew I had to get a healer, and despite the hour, I left to find one." Arddra fell silent, rubbing her hands together as it had not been easy to remember those last few days. She relayed what she thought was the important points but she was no exert healer. She new a little beastcraft lore from her father but her husband didn't teach her his trade at all.