1.1 - In Search of Sanity - Prison of the Mind

Elias

Elias's words seem to ease the woman's anxiety some, the focus of answering his questions maybe allowing her to take her attention away from the pain momentarily. As he looks her over more closely he finds this woman to have a crushed arm and several broken ribs. "Yes sir," she says, "The first wasn't so bad, but all of a sudden everything started falling apart. A wall fell down over me, nearly crushed me to death, I think sir, landed on my chest and pinned my arm. I don't know how I found the strength to get free."

As his hands work over her body, the warm glow emanating from him envelops her body and the bruises disappear almost entirely. "You-you healed me, sir!" She feels at her previously-wounded arm and sits up without even a wince of pain. She throws her arms around Elias's neck and embraces him, "Thank you, thank you." She pulls back and looks him in the eye, "How did you do that, sir? I'm Airwynn. Airwynn Savoia. Who are you?"

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Iosef

"Yessir," the boy replies, wincing at Iosef's touch, no matter how gentle the half-elf tries to be, "Ma'name's Bates. I'm a patient here, cuz o' my fits, sir. The doctor's here give me medicine. Used to, anyway. Some of the other patients 'round here started actin' real funny like. I asked 'em to leave me alone, but they started holding me down an' biting at me." True to his words, Iosef has already found the boy's injuries consistent with human bite marks, many of them, ranging from superficial to deep and infected-looking and spanning a majority of his body. Bates starts coughing, his body wracked with pain as his muscles tense. "It hurts sir. It really hurts. I'm lucky I was saved, sir. My guardian angel pulled me out."

Iosef's keen eyes notes that the nearby silent guard, Mura, watches this boy carefully, though she doesn't make it obvious. Iosef gets the feeling its not a coincidence that she sits so close to the boy.

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Axon

The man's breathes become less labored and more even. He still seems a little flighty, but he stops pacing and pulling at his hair like before. "My medicine," he says, "my meds usually help."

The female that had cornered the man in calmly walks a little closer. "That's Loic," she says, "and I'm Naysa. What a way with words you have, sir! I've never seen him react so favorably, so quickly, to a stranger." She produces a small vial of blue-greenish liquid. "His medicine," she explains, "It helps with his hallucinations."

As the light flickers and brightens momentarily from a gust of wind, the man, Loic, catches sight of Axon's shadow. He immediately starts shrinking way from Axon in fright. "W-what are you!?" he asks loudly, pointing.

Axon realizes by the look on Naysa's face that she sees the same thing - a deformed, monstrous shadow being cast, if only for a moment, against the backdrop of the chapel. "Your shadow," she says, stopping in her tracks, "What...what was that? Y-your're one of them, arent' you!? One of the monsters from out there?" She assumes a guarded pose. Axon realizes he has only a moment to react before more trouble is caused.

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Grim

Grim takes charge of the camp's cooking efforts, corralling the various independent people trying to make meals and forming a cohesive plan to combine their efforts and make several different items that, when combined together into a central cookpot, make a rather hardy and tasty stew. Grim himself, gets a taste of it and finds it to his liking. With hope, the rest of the camp will agree.

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Razhel

Razhel spends the better part of an hour cutting, and cutting, and cutting, until she has started to build a sizable pile of firewood.

Sometime about halfway through the hour, a man approaches carefully. "Hello miss," he says, "The man with the hat over there said we need to build the fire hotter to make lunch." His eyes pass over her as she works. "I can see you're working hard here, I hate to bother. If I may, in exchange for a couple pieces, I used to chop lots of wood - I can show you something neat with that hand axe, if you'd like."