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Sorry if this isn't the place for it, it's where I think I was told to put it. :)
If any problems, PM me.] Lolitra and Janner arrive infront of a beautiful wooden door, with the Royal Crest of Purrty on it. The house itself seems to stand out from all the other buildings around it, and certainly deserves the title of 'Royal'. Lolitra slides infront of the door, and pulls out an ornate key, and unlocks the door. They step into the door, and head into the lobby, Twerp's feet dragging behind them as he is carried. Lolitra points to a sofa, "On there .." and with the flick of a finger, Twerp is lowered onto the sofa by Janner.
"Mel, some of your soup, for someone who's been poisoned."
A maid steps out of the kitchen, and looks at Lolitra. "Ma'am?"
"Not for me, this man Twerp." she says with a snap in her voice, then takes off her cloak and hangs it on a rack. She nods examining her dress for any marks.
Melinya rummages about in the kitchen, "What poison, ma'am?"
"Cyanide." Lolitra looks at Janner, after finding no marks, she inquires "Would you care for a glass of wine?" she continues about, and mutters a barely audable word, and the door slams shut seemingly magically.
"No thank you, my lady." he looks, then adds politely "Water would be nice, please, my lady."
Lolitra pours a glass of wine for herself, having it already in her paws, "for the nerves.." she says, then heads int othe kitchen with a nod.
"How are we doing, Mel?"
Melinya nods into an almost half-bow, "I have it for you, Ma'am.."
Lolitra returns into the lobby with a small bowl of soup, and a glass of water. She hands the water to Janner, and then sits by Twerp. "Thank you my lady." Janner says, followed by Lolitra to Twerp, "Eat.."
She starts to gently tip the bowl at Twerp's lips, to which Twerp coughs and sputters at the warm liquid running down his throat.
"I know it is not the most palatable of soups.. but it is good against cyanide." she gives a nod to Melinya, who was standing by the door.
"Janner, do you know a Loreena?"
"No, my lady."
Lolitra turns back to look at Donothan, "Is Twerp your real name, sir? The hesitation you gave with your name would indicate you lied to me.."
To this, Twerp only moved about a bit, and scrunched his face, with eyes still shut. Lolitra fed Twerp a little more soup, which Twerp takes a little better, but still coughs.
"I wish Nilaya were nearby.. she could heal him in no time." she said, "Or even the prayers of Raouldir could.. but they are all so far away." She looks back at Janner. "Do you recognize this Menki? Who the outlaws seem keen to send to the land of death?"
"No, my lady."
She feeds Donothan a little more soup, and nods. "That should work."
Melinya places a blanket over Donothan, and looks to Lolitra. "He'll sweat awfully, ma'am.." to which Lolitra nodded. Twerp couldn't do anything but attempt to mutter out a word, presumably 'sleep,' thoug he did not manage. "Sl... sle.."
Lolitra sighed, and a knock came at the door.
Lolitra looked up, "Janner, there is a spy-hatch on the door.. see who that is, please?"
Janner walked up to the door, and peered out. "It's Granden my lady."
"You know him?"
"Only seen him once, my lady."
"See what he wants." she called out.
Janner opened the door, and stuck his head out. "Hello sir, can I help you?"
Granden offered his hand to Janner. "Aye there, I'eared an assassin struck, may I see the victum? I think I can help..."
Lolitra looked up from Twerp. "How did he know..?"
Janner stuck his head back out, "How did you hear of this, sir?"
Granden replied quickly "I'm a local villager, I saw you carrying him here, and heard about it near Harny's. It might not be too late."
Lolitra looked at Janner, and nodded "Calmly let him in..."
Janner opened the door the rest of the way, letting the sir in. Granden bowed before the group, and looked to Twerp. "I need to see the wound, please."
Lolitra quickly stated "It was cyanide laced." and glanced down at all the alchemist's potions. "How do I know you are not here to finish the job?"
"I am unarmed lady, I am a simple villager."
Lolitra tilted her head, "Simple..?
"This is Azural, a planr from Oja, it will stop the infection. Then I will begin work on the cyanide..." Melinya nodded at the statement, confirming he atleast knew his plants. "Aye, I am a alchemist.. I work around here, I have a reputation, miss.."
Lolitra looked to Melinya, then to Granden, who had already started to work on the wound, but Lolitra stopped him. "No."
"No?" Granden asked, curious.
"Before you do so.. in the glass please, a drop."
"Ah, yes, very well." the dwarf nodded, figuring this was probably some chemistry test. He had done such things often.
Lolitra smiled as Granden poured a bit into the glass, but careful not too pour so much he had little left for the wound.
"I mix my ingrediants with anti-oxydents, so it's also good for the healing process."
Lolitra nodded at this, then pushed the glass towards Granden.
"Now drink it." she said sternly.
Granden shrugged, taking the glass, "Bottoms up." he says, then downs the small amount in a large gulp.
"I must ask, why you had me do that."
"If it was poison, you would have been reluctant to drink it." she waits a moment. "Now you may proceed."
"Alrighty," Granden nodded, and started to drip the potion over the wound."This'll sting a bit, lad." Twerp cringed and tried to move away from it, but didn't get far. The potion started bubbling on the wound, causing a stinging pain to Twerp. "But it'll fight off the infection, now.. for the cyanide..."
Lolitra had sat herself in a refined way, showing her royal heritage. "Thank you, Janner, for coming so quickly to my aid."
Janner nodded, "Least I can do, my lady."
Granden had at this time pulled out of his sack a small cloth, and a vile of green fluid. He turned it upside town over the cloth, getting part of it wet, and dabbed it over the wound carefully. Donothan was still cringing from the previous potion, so he did not feel much, or do anything but squeeze tightly onto the edge of the sofa.
"What I'm doing now will both heal the wound, and cause the spreading of the cyanide to halt..." Granden stopped for a moment, twiddling with his curly mustache while waiting for the fluids to start their work.
"I'll hold you to that," Lolitra looked at Granden. "Or I will have Unar breathing down your neck." she said sternly.
Granden replied humbly. "Don't worry, miss, I am only here for the boy's health.. please, respect that... You can ask Jayose or Levrus, I am close friends with both."
Lolitra nods, "Excuse my caution, but I am not in the habbit of allowing those who are in my care to die."
"Glad to hear that, miss." Granden smiled, and Lolitra quirked an eyebrow at being called 'Miss.'
"Soak it in water, you'll be fine ol' boy." Janner smiled at Granden's work. "He's going to be alright." said Granden.
Granden smiled to everyone, and Janner spoke. "You have our thanks, sir."
"Like I said, soak it in water, and keep his fluids up..."
Lolitra smiled, and released a little tension. "What do I owe you for your time, Granden?"
Granden waves a and down at Lolitra. "Bah, you owe me nothin'.. I'm just honoured to have stepped foot in this lavashing home of yours, it makes my cottage look like a dump.. not that it isn't.. but still I am glad I could help."
Janner stepped forward, "Allow me." he held a circle out for Granden.
Granden blinked, "Really, I need no payment... I am just glad I could help."
But Janner insisted; "A good deed deserves a reward."
"Really, nothing is nessesary, but I must be on my way soon."
Just as he finished the sentence, Melinya stepped out with tea and cake, offering them around. Granden politely declined, but Janner helped himself to a cup of tea. Lolitra nodded, and Melinya left back for the kitchen, soon returning with a paper parcel of expesive cakes and tarts, handing it to Granden.
Granden nods in thanks, "My nephew, I promised him that I'd make a clacker soup for him today. So I must leave shortly.. it is not often we have such dinners."
Lolitra stood and walked over to Granden, extending her paw to shake Granden's hand, "thank you, Granden."
Granden used one of his hands to pat one of his many pockets, while the other shook Lolitra's hand. "Ah, it is my pleasure," he seems to find something in one of his pockets. He pulls out an ordinary house key. "I must be off. G'day to you all, and do take care of that wound!" Lolitra nodded, and Melinya showed Granden to the door.
"Farewell, sir, and thank you." Janner nodded, and Lolitra turned back to Twerp once again, who at that moment relaxed his grip, and fell into a deep sleep.
