Pooling the Resources

A few healers see the need to work together through the worst of the blight (Nai'a)

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Pooling the Resources

Postby Adnaj on January 25th, 2013, 4:22 pm

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56th of Winter, 512 AV

The Infirmary was bustling with activity. The place had been running over capacity for over a week now but various healers had been brought in to care for the sick and dying. Predictably, most of the patients here were students but the Infirmary had been turned into a makeshift hospital so people from all over Zeltiva were being admitted.

Mistress Clara was as busy as anyone but her experience and clinical wisdom was too valuable to be used on any one patient. She was acting in more of a directorial capacity. She had, in one sense or another, her eye on every patient in here and was making the final call on the clinical decisions.

Adnaj found himself among these bustling healers. For the moment, he had closed down his clinic and had directed his patients to this more centralized location. If his Nuit body had been capable of producing sweat, he might be covered in it by now. This wasn't the most mentally taxing or the most complex clinical encounter that he had ever endeavored but it was certainly the most physically demanding and the most stressful. He had never had to tend to 7 patients at once but this was the kind of work that Zeltiva had demanded of its healers during these dark days.

Not all of Adnaj's patients could really be left alone, either. Over half of them were quite serious cases. Most worrisome, he had 3 cases of bacterial meningitis. Viral meningitis was both dangerous and prevalent in these higher education settings but it was manageable if caught. Bacterial meningitis represented a far greater threat and it had Adnaj treading carefully and second guessing every decision on this stressful day.

Outside of this, he had 2 serious fevers. Although dangerous and calling for careful monitoring, the thinking was a bit more straight forward, here. He had the luxury of trusting most of the care to two interns who oversaw these two patients.

He was grateful for the fact that one of his patients had nothing more serious than a common cold. She had presented with fainting spells and weakness but it had turned out that the symptoms, in this case, were far more frightening than the actual danger. He regretted the small amount of time that he was able to spend with this patient but his priorities were obviously with his potentially dying patients.

Then there was that last patient. Gordon Mendels. The man was in his early sixties and lived alone. Adnaj had managed to keep him stable, but hadn't figured this one out yet. The man had begun to have headaches six months ago. The local healers had described him as having 'stiff, old joints' in the neck. Basically, his diagnosis was Headache type pain secondary to multi-segment neck joint Arthritis. He was given a medication to decrease the inflammatory activity in his body.

The thinking, of course, was to decrease the inflammatory pain with the medication. The problem was that the pain never went away and a week later he began to develop confusion and fever symptoms. He was in the clinic, today, because he still experienced all of these symptoms but had recently developed a dizziness severe enough that he was unable to stand. The biggest problem was that none of these were side-effects of the medication. The anti-inflammatory hadn't caused any of these symptoms, this was the progression of whatever disease the man had contracted.

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Postby Nai'a on January 26th, 2013, 11:09 am

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Nai’a would have been sweating, if that were possible for her to do. It seemed the Infirmary just kept receiving people suffering from colds, fevers, diseases, and unknown plagues. She tended to several patients, as the healers were outnumbered by the sick. She used her mark of Rak’Keli to heal some of the less sick individuals, giving them a medicine to help strengthen their immune system, to fight off the sickness from reappearing. It seemed a dark shroud of pestilence had covered the city, and Nai’a prayed fervently to her goddess for help with this, in hopes of her laying her healing hand upon the city, to help rid them of the destruction caused by a quickly spreading sickness.

Nai’a inhaled deeply as she leaned up against the cool wall of a hall way, catching her breath. She had already healed several people; she lost count eventually, and also tended to the comfort and medicine of others. Mistress Claira though was the busiest of them all, running around like she was still a young man, instead of the withered soul she actually was. Nai’a could not help the small smile on her face at the stern woman, as she barked orders to the others. She really enjoyed being a leader, but also to make sure her patients were getting the best treatment possible. Nai’a admired the woman for those qualities, as they were hard to find these days.

She shook her head to clear it off a small headache that had formed at her temples, the over load of work, lack of sleep, and the persistent memories of the few children she failed to save plagued her. Nai’a hefted a sigh from her small body as her attention was brought to a rather strange looking man. One she had not seen in the infirmary before, or one she had yet to notice anyways. He was a large man, looking to be on in his years, but not as old as Mistress Claira. His body was draped in scholarly robes of the healing art. Nai’a’s head cocked to the side slightly as her brows furrowed examining the man. He appeared to be almost human, yet there was something intriguingly different about him, that perked her curiosity. So to quench that need to know, she decided to approach him, since all her patients were taken care of, for now.

”Excuse me sir, I have yet to see you around here, I would like to introduce myself. I am Nai’a the healer with the mark of Rak’Keli. I see you have a slightly puzzled look on your face, is there something I could perhaps help you with?” Nai’a kept the soothing and calm tone to her voice paired with a radiating smile of friendliness as she looked at the man, noting that he seemed to be wearing make-up. It was a rather peculiar thing for a male to do, but to each their own.



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Postby Adnaj on January 26th, 2013, 2:51 pm

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Adnaj looked at her with a very genuine respect. "The mark of Rak'keli," he repeated. He truly needed that smile that washed over his face when he said this. The smile indicated a refreshed sense of hope for the situation and an admiration for the woman, not any patronizing or belittling of her rank.

"Amazing, I have never seen someone marked by Rak'keli, before. It must be a wonderful gift." Unfortunately, a pained wail brought him out of his miniature vacation and back to a chaotic room where people needed life-saving intervention. The smile quickly escaped and the stresses of his 7 patients flooded back like a sharp headache.

"My name is Adnaj, I run a local clinic. Like yourself, I'm just in here to help Mistress Claira and to do what I can." He appreciated her offer of help but he didn't know if he could selfishly ask for her time. "Yes, I would tell you that I'm in a bit over my head, but it would seem that all are, aren't we?" He grimly chuckled. "If you have no other duties to fulfill, than your help would almost certainly save the lives of my patients. I have two interns working with some fevers but they couldn't possibly know what to do with the rest of my patients. I'm dealing with 3 cases of bacterial meningitis and a source of pathology which I haven't yet identified. Does it sound like you might be able to provide some assistance?"

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Postby Nai'a on January 27th, 2013, 3:47 am

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When the peculiar man named Adnaj spoke of his patients having Bacterial Meningitis, her eyes instantly went wide with shock, as she had only encountered a few cases of the disease, but she would offer her help in healing the patients, as well as discover the unidentified pathology the man spoke of. She was a healer of Rak’Keli after all, and what better way to share her devotion of the goddess then extend her will on the sick individuals of Zeltiva.

Nai’a smiled up at Adnaj and nodded her head, ”I would love to help you out. My duties are taken care of, for now at least.” Nai’a frowned slightly, her voice coming out softly, ”Although I am not well versed in Bacterial Meningitis. Most of my knowledge of that disease comes from the books I have studied. I know that it is worse for infants and the elderly, transmitted through long contact with the sick person, or direct contact with a patient’s oral secretions. I also know some of the signs and symptoms, and that it can be treated with an antibiotic medicine. If the patients have had the disease for a long period of time, their percentage of dying unfortunately is higher, even with the proper medicine.”

Nai’a inhaled a deep breath and chewed on her lower lip, ”I will help the best I can, if you will show me to the patients? We need to make sure those with this disease is away from others, to prevent the illness from spreading.”

This Bacterial Meningitis was nothing to be careless about. Nai’a was confident in her healing abilities though, and she would do the best she could to help the poor souls that were suffering from the disease. She hoped Adnaj would still want her help though, since she was not that intelligent about the subject. Nai’a sighed and looked around her at all the sick and moaning people, her sensitive ears picking up the screams of those being tortured by sickness and disease. Her nose smelling the scent of the sickness, medicine, and body odor from those sweating with fever. Her stomach was used to these smells now, at first though it made her extremely nauseated.




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Postby Adnaj on January 27th, 2013, 3:28 pm

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"Yes, a case of bacterial menigitis is unheard of in this kind of setting. I mean, its possible that with all of the sick people and the medications around, that this strain of bacterial meningitis arose from the treatment rooms, as it can sometimes tend to, but I don't believe that we've even been operating here long enough for that to happen." Adnaj mused.

"No, I don't think this is natural. Something has been happening, in Zeltiva, lately and its more insidious than a natural plague. Its just too curious that in a University setting where you should expect to see the viral form of the meningitis infection, you get not one but three cases of bacterial infection instead. I mean its almost as if the pathology has ramped up into a whole other family of pathological threat."

The healer was getting ahead of himself and he knew it. He didn't have time for superstition and conspiracy. With a brief shake of his head, almost awakening to his more pressing duties as a doctor, he jumped back into action. "Nai'a I think that your mark might be best used on those meningitis patients. See what you can do for them. If my wild ravings are correct, than maybe a touch of the divine is the only thing that's going to help them now. Adnaj wasn't familiar with the different degrees of the marks of Rak'keli. For now, he hoped, but knew better, that Nai'a might be able to take the pathology away, altogether! He knew it was foolish but he entertained the fantasy that she might be able to somehow "revert" this disease process back into its more treatable, viral form.

"I am going to see to Mr. Wydren." Harold Wydren was the patient who still lacked any formal diagnosis. "I've got to get a handle on what's happening with him so that we can move forward."

After giving the intstructions, Adnaj went off to investigate his patient's ailment. "How are you feeling, Harold?"
"Good. Better than I was. Though, I'll admit, I'd feel even better knowing that we knew what was wrong with me... Any luck yet?"
"We're working on it. You're in good hands, I promise."
"I know doc, I don't mean to sound an impertinent ass. I'm just worried is all."
"Relax, Harold, no one thinks that. We all understand. Now tell me, how long had you had these headaches before you sought care?
"About four months. They were as severe as they were going to get on the very day they started. But they weren't around very much at first. Just in the morning and when I found myself working the hardest. The frequency was the thing that got worse, not the pain, itself.
"And the medicine didn't help, right?
"Help? I'm pretty sure its the reason that I'm in here!"
"We've looked at that, already. I can assure you that no one poisoned you. The medicine which you were prescribed simply doesn't have the capacity to cause those kinds of symptoms. By the way, you live alone, right?"
"Yeah, no other humans to infect. Don't worry, doc. Just have a few pets, that's all."
"Any new symptoms to report?"
"No, I've been pretty comfortable since I've gotten here.
"Alright, Harold, I'll be back soon."

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Postby Nai'a on January 28th, 2013, 9:12 am

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Nai’a listened intently to what Adnaj had to say about the sickness, and it not being natural. His words echoed her own unspoken thoughts as he spoke. She could not agree with this man more. There was something dark going on in Zeltiva and it smelled like magic. Though she did not say so, yet. She could not think of what else it could be though, nor could she fathom why anyone would want to harm so many people. The whole idea just did not add up in her head when it came to the suggestion that it was a mage dealing such a blow. Which she did not know much about magic really to make that theory.

Nai’a abandoned her thoughts when Adnaj said her mark would be best at helping those with the meningitis and she nodded sharply at the man, ”I will try my best to help them in any way that I am able. You should make them more antibacterial medicine though, to help with the sickness when and if they leave.” Nai’a smiled pleasantly at the man as he said he was going to go see Mr. Wydren. She remembered him slightly, and knew he suffered from headaches. Usually one of the other healers would take care of him, so she did not know much about him, ”Ah, the one with headaches. If you think I could help him let me know, I will be seeing to the patients with the meningitis, come for me if you need me and we can brainstorm together if we must.” Nai’a turned to leave, but haltered and turned back, ”And.. Adnaj. You are right about this sickness being peculiar. My thoughts are the same on the matter, there is something dark going on in the streets of Zeltiva and I fear that it is going to become worse before it gets better, just like any other sickness in the human body.” She nodded her head slightly and hurried off, letting Adnaj get to his patient.


Nai’a walked into one of the rooms, housing all three of the meningitis patients. They did not need to be around other patients, as it would just make the disease spread. It seemed they were all asleep right now, their bodies probably immensely weak from the battle with the disease that wreaked havoc on their frail looking bodies.

Nai’a paused before approaching the three patients, and decided to send a quick prayer to Rak’Keli, Rak’Keli, my kind Goddess, I ask you once more to extend your healing hand on the city of Zeltiva. Help me help the citizens Rak’Keli. I ask for you to continue giving me the strength and confidence to heal the weak and sick. I thank you for your gift that you bestowed upon me, let me help these people Rak’Keli, blessed be.” Nai’a inhaled deeply and opened her eyes going to the first patient who looked to be a woman in her mid fourties, with dark brown hair that was beginning to gray. Nai’a placed her palms over the woman’s chest, closing her eyes once more, as the healing power left her body and entered the patient below her hands. She retracted her hands, hoping that the patient received some comfort from her touch, there was a faint sigh from her in her sleep, as she turned over on her side now curled up in a fetal position. Nai’a hoped that sigh was one of relief at what she done.

Nai’a preceded to the next patient, an elderly man and could not help the look of sadness that overcame her face. It was hard for one as elderly as himself to beat meningitis, she only hoped that he came here during the early stages, for it may be too late if he waited. She did the same as she did with the woman, and the man coughed slightly and went back to sleep. Nai’a sighed slightly and went on to the last patient; this one was a young man, looking to be not much older than her. Nai’a frowned slightly, but placed her palms over him too, letting her healing do what it could for the man’s body. He did not move or make a sound when she was done; it looked like he was in a deep sleep himself. Nai’a went over to the table in the room, looking at the three bottles of potion that held antibacterial antibiotics in liquid form, which would be easy for them to take, she pinched the dropper that posed as a lid, getting a dosage of the medicine and going to the woman. She placed her hand behind the woman’s head, leaning her up slightly, she slid her arm till her head rested in the bend of her elbow, reaching over with her hand she pulled the woman’s lower lip down slightly and placed the drops in her cheek and tilted her head back to make the liquid seep down her throat, she stroked her throat softly to help with the medicine and then laid her back down.

She did the same for all three patients, using the bottles indicated for them, and when she was done she washed her hands at the sink, washing all the way up to her elbows, and then she walked out of the room closing the door behind her. She rested her back on the door and exhaled slowly. Why is this happening… Nai’a thought to herself with her eyes closed.



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Postby Adnaj on January 31st, 2013, 2:15 am

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"Dr. Adnaj come quickly!"It was the voice of one of the interns who was watching over the two fever patients. Adnaj quickly turned from Harold and ran toward the sectioned off area for the contagious patients.

"One minute we were having a normal conversation, the next she was babbling, incoherently."

The patient before him, was in her early forties. She had only been brought into the clinic on the prior day. At the moment, she had slipped into fevered delusions and when her speech was intelligible, seemed to be talking like a giddy child, playing with some friends. Her eyes were unfocused as if staring somewhere beyond the ceiling.

Adnaj quickly turned to look at the two interns. "Ice! Quickly! However you are able to get it to me, bring it here!" He then quickly ripped the blankets off of her, making sure any unnecessary sources of heat were gone. The interns had done an excellent job of quickly getting ice and Adnaj began the process of lowering the patient''s body temperature. Soon, the heat around her brain had begun to clear and she started to seem a bit more lucid, again. The whole process, however, had taken a lot out of the patient and she drifted into unconsciousness.

Yet again, Adnaj found himself breathing a sigh of relief. He looked out into the larger section within the Infirmary. Specifically, he looked to see if Nai'a was done tending to the three meningitis patients. He looked to call her over if she was done and if she had a spare moment.

In the meantime, he approached his second fever patient. This was another student. A young man in his early twenties. "Hello Thomas," Adnaj greeted him. The man weakly smiled in some effort to politely acknowledge the doctor.

"We are going to try something new, here." Adnaj explained. "We are going to use the strategic placement of these very light, almost indetectable needles, to increase your ability to fight the fever, alright?" Again, the patient gave a weak nod as a show of compliance.

With consent granted, Adnaj stripped the sheets away and began to strategically insert his acupuncture needles.

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Postby Nai'a on January 31st, 2013, 3:08 am

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Nai’a was enjoying her moment of peace, trying to free her mind of the constant horror that she was experiencing. She had been feeling lethargic as of late, and this moment of rest would help here regain some of her energy. The moment did not last but a few chimes, as she saw interns rush out of a room, and Adnaj rush into the same room. The interns rushed back out and came back in with some ice fairly quickly, which made Nai’a frown slightly at the sight. She was curious as to what was going on, but she did not want to interfere with another person’s patients. Then Adnaj called her over to the room, and Nai’a just smiled pleasantly at the man and nodded, as she proceeded into the room.

It seemed all the frantic mess was done and over with, the woman lying in the bed seemed to be dealing with her fever better now. Nai’a did not know why Adnaj just didn’t have her touch the woman and man, as the fever was probably induced from a common cold, left untreated longer than it should have been. But Nai’a did not interfere instead she looked over at Adnaj and could not help the gasp of surprise at what the man was doing, her right hand instantly went to her chest. He was sticking needles into the man, needles! She had never seen such a thing before, and she could not help but walk over towards the sight briskly, watching as Adnaj strategically inserted those needles in what seemed to be specific places.

”A-Adnaj… What are you doing?” Nai’a’s usually calm and soothing voice waivered slightly, out of fear for the man having needles poked into his body. She did not understand this concept that well or how it could help the man, but she did not want to question Adnaj, he seemed to be a wise man, yet she needed to know what was going on. Out of healer’s curiosity of course. Nai’a stood there, giving the man room, yet staying close enough to see what he was doing, waiting for the man to answer.





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Postby Adnaj on February 1st, 2013, 1:36 am

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Adnaj chuckled at Nai'a's reaction. He loved explaining this little-known technique to healers.

"This is a healing technique that relies on something called Qi."
He began. "Its a technique whose mechanics were hinted at in the halls of the Great Library. Of course, I couldn't actually read any of the text in that place. So you can imagine that my education was quite inadequate as I only had pictures to study. However, I learned more and more about it on my subsequent travels.

A djed user, that you may meet, may be apt to call Qi a form of "magic" which courses through the body. The Aurist may want to label it as a "soul." The Animator? Perhaps the same form of energy that powers a golem. On the other hand, I have met clinicians who simply believe that it is relevant to reflexes and the peripheral nervous system.

Regardless of its nature, Qi can be channeled and manipulated for various clinical reasons. In this case, the needles are specifically placed to help boost Thomas' immune system."


Adnaj had enjoyed the moment. It allowed him to catch his breath and to remember the source of his passion for healing and for learning different healing methods. Unfortunately, the moment of calm had distracted him from the woman he had just left.

Still unconscious but now she looked less peaceful and more helpless. Her breathing was struggled and her brow was wrinkled as if in a struggle. His first reaction to was to check her vital signs. After listening to her heart and lungs, he obtained her heart and breathing rate. He tried to wake her but was not able to cause her to be fully responsive.

"Nai'a," Adnaj hushed in whispered and solemn tones. "See if there is anything that you can do for her. I think she may be dying."

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Postby Nai'a on February 1st, 2013, 2:57 am

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When Adnaj chuckled at Nai’a’s shock, her body eased a little, but only a little. She listened to the man explain what he was doing, and nodded her head at what he said. It was slightly hard to grasp when he started talking about other magic users, the only magic she really knew was Reimancy. But when he mentioned that this ‘Qi’ could be channeled and manipulated for various reasons, she started to understand better. It was like channeling and manipulating her Res during Reimancy. Nai’a smiled as the connection finally clicked. She did not know this art completely but she understood the generalization of the practice. Nai’a probably would never be able to do without studying this practice for a season, but still learning something new in the medical field was exhilarating to Nai’a.

She was about to mention how she related it to her Res, but then Adnaj’s focus on her became unfocused. His attention went back to the woman that was previously delirious of fever. She turned to look at the woman, Adnaj now at her side checking her vital signs. He tried waking her, but the woman was not being responsive.

Adnaj turned and spoke her name, asking her to see if anything she could, as he thought the woman was dying, his tone came out in a whisper. Nai’a gulped down the lump in her throat, clearing it, ”I will do the best I can. Hopefully it is just a common cold, and she is just in the realm of the fever and cannot find her way out.” if the woman died during her trying to heal her, she would not be able to do anything about it, her mark did not have that power. She had heard of other’s with more marks, higher marks, which were able to bring people back from the dead. She prayed every day and made devotions to Rak’Keli, in hopes that she would bless her as a faithful servant one day, when Rak’Keli saw that it was her time.

Nai’a walked to where Adnaj stood, holding her palms over the woman’s chest, she closed her eyes, speaking a small prayer to Rak’Keli, as the soothing blue light appeared at her palms, entering the woman’s body with its healing power, although the eyes could not see this happening. The woman looked to be calm now, but Nai’a was not sure if it was because she healed her or if she had died, if Adnaj was right, they may have not made it in time to save her life. She bit her lower lip, a little frightened to see if her effort was a success or failure, she looked over her shoulder at Adnaj, an expression of intense worry for the woman on her face.



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