WHO: whoever
WHAT: infirmary catch-all for the envy demon shitshow
WHEN: yknow
WHERE: The Gallows infirmary
NOTES: injuries, gore, all that you'd expect
[Throw in your healer toplevels or your injured characters dragging themselves in. Go hog wild. Live your truth.]
no subject
He's searching for the name. Made such a point of it before - but all that comes to call are Gwen's own words. Later, maybe, he'll think on this: The manifold ways one can sink out of their own skull. So Vanya was delirious, Vanya was ashamed,
Well. No one needs lyrium for that.
He gives up. Regretfully, offers: "Yappy."
Cedric pulls a hand through damp hair, moves to stand. There's a very tempting mattress upstairs.