Step one: Grind the elfroot into a paste...

[fleurdesel]

WHO: Adelaide & Whoever wants to attend
WHAT: Potions & Poultices 101
WHEN: Harvestmere 28, morning
WHERE: The Garden
NOTES: As advertised the day before.



Set Up

As promised Adelaide had a large kettle brewing of a simple black tea. It wasn't much but it was hot and it was bitter- sugar, honey, and cream weren't exactly in ample supply but there were a few jars of donated jam and honeycomb donated by the kitchens and patients. Her own supplies for potions and poultices are laid out on a makeshift table. To one side her apprentices finish writing out and folding instructions- basic recipes for healing poultices, salves, potions- and the principles behind simple healing spells. If you could throw a fireball, you could heal a cut. Anything more complicated took greater study but the basics? Should be well known.

Behind and looking somewhat uncomfortable but, well, present, Bruce stood minding the bundles of herbs, handing out what was needed. While not a mage the surgeon was trustworthy and, honestly, needed to get out more.

During

It was simple enough. Adelaide went over the information on the cards handed out by her apprentices, demonstrated the proper techniques for grinding, mixing, layering the poultices and brewing for potions. They did not have as many kits for the brewing as they did for creating poultices, but they should have enough for those with an interest to learn or to help. After going through those Adealide would motion the mages that wished to learn more of basic healing off to one side to walk them through the theory, using some of the not quite so injured patients to demonstrate. Volunteers, all- she was careful in her instruction and thorough above all else- the last thing they needed was anyone getting injured from an attempt at healing.

After

Packing everything away in the afternoon to return to her tent, Adelaide was available for further questions, commentary- or criticism if something seemed poorly done, presumptuous, or overly curt.

Comments

[aceso]

"I'm not sure seeing your sour expression lessens their suffering," she says glibly. Compassion for the ill comes easily to Christine, and she shows it too. Her patients know she cares. In fact, the only time she really glares at a patient is when they're insisting they're fine while they're bleeding everywhere.

"Come now," she continues, letting out a sigh. "Have some tea and try to relax. Everyone will be paying attention to Lady Adelaide, not you. They are more likely to notice you if you stand there stiff as a board, frowning at everyone."

[amygdalae]

Bruce is rarely this sour, honestly. He's good at his job (or at least remarkably decent) and he knows how to treat his patients well. Its really the crowd and his general lack of preparation that's making him look as such.

"...I'll try my best," is all that he can say eventually. Bruce is really trying, but he's never been good with large crowds of people at any length - speaking to the masses, attending to each and every one of them? Really not his thing.

[aceso]

It's as good as she'll get, isn't it? With a firm nod, she answers, "Good," and moves to arrange several bottles on a table so they're straight. First impressions are important, and she doesn't want people to think they aren't organized. If anything, Christine over organizes.

[amygdalae]

There's a blink when she starts to arrange the bottles, because its not as if he couldn't do it, and she must be busy with her own things.

"I, um--" he starts, hesitant once more. "You can just leave that to me."

[aceso]

Her eyes lift and she considers. She really just likes to handle things on her own, because then she knows it's being done right. But if Bruce keeps himself busy, it might serve as a distraction.

"All right. Thank you."

[amygdalae]

"Don't mention it." He's sure she has other more important matters to attend, and Bruce himself could certainly use with the distraction. Something to help calm his nerves better before having to start dealing with the crowds of people that will come in soon enough.

With that said Bruce is quick to take over what she had been doing, starting to arrange the bottles himself, picking up where she left off.