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Post by account_disabled on Dec 23, 2017 11:25:01 GMT
Hi all, By the time she woke up, or perhaps by the time Idwal noticed she had woken up, the doctor was humming quietly to himself, looking over the worse-off of the two residents. His skin had taken on a better colour, he was pleased to note, but having lacked the time necessary to get himself set up he couldn't apply the poultice he wanted to. Still, he was resting relatively comfortably at least, so he let him be. If there was going to be fighting, he decided, then he had best get his surgery ready. The barrel of sand in the corner was there to be spread over the floor, so that when the deck underfoot was slick with the various fluids of the dead and dying he was less likely to slip and stab himself on his own scalpel. For more details: Fintech Overview Video
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