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[socrowdedinhere]

 Darnell: *weak and unsteady, groaning, as he slowly pushes himself up* I-I need to get back to ((Village)). I need to...warn them...

Kalan: You need to recover first. As soon as you’re able to ride I’ll take you back to ((Village)) myself. *one Darnell’s left, helping him sit up.* You were poisoned and beaten near to death. Don’t push too hard.

Darnell: .....poisoned... *turns to Bolei* Doctor, do you know what the poison was? What did you do to counter it? *the look in his eyes is /urgent/, like he's not thinking about himself but someone(s) else*

Bolei: Of course I do, lad. *why wouldn’t he?*

Kalan: ...The people in ((Village)). Doctor. I’ll help him up. Gather as much of the antidote that we have, or make as much as you can. If more is easily gotten have Taren help you gather more. 

Bolei: *is he serious? But he nods.* He needs water and any food he feels he can keep down, my lord. *will go to do as ordered.*

Darnell: *catches Bolei's arm before he can get too far* Fifteen doses, doctor. More if you can, just in case, but at least that many. The targets range in age from five to twenty-five, both male and female. *will let him go once that's done - looks at Kalan* Thank you, milord. You and your lady. I don't know yet who's behind the poisonings, but they'll be the one who jumped me from behind the other night and left me in that field. There's a predator posing as a shadowy phantom who's preying on adults all the way down to very young children, sexually assaulting and slowly poisoning them. I don't know why yet. I've not been able to determine either pattern or motive. But this has been going on for eight months. King Sidon finally heard of the trouble and sent me to resolve it. *weak and in /pain/, but his determination and fear for those people give him strength to sit up and speak clearly*

Kalan: *nods.* I don’t like hearing about people being hurt. I’m glad to help. *will get Darnell sitting up and turned so his feet are on the floor.* I’ve some clothes for you here. *he’ll slip across the room to get the clothing. It...must be Kalan’s. It’s rather fine.* You looked about my size, maybe a bit narrower in the chest, so these should fit you well enough. *will come back to help Darnell to his feet so Darnell can dress.*

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[neverasked4this]

Darnell: *eyes widen a bit…then widen some more as the full implication of that hits him – no fear or judgment, just startled* You’re… *faint frown, curious (and a little concerned but more for himself than anything)* Are /you/ the real reason I survived, despite the good doctor’s best efforts? Considering the state I must have been in when you found me. *again, no judgment, just wants to know*

[socrowdedinhere]

Jazira: Yes. I healed your internal wounds so you wiuld not bleed to death.

[neverasked4this]

Darnell: *nodbows from where he’s sitting* Then I am all the more in your debt. Thank you. *it doesn’t even occur to him to ask her to do more or think she might*