Welcome to the Arztenritter

[baldrshand]

Who: Ethlyn + anyone interested in healing + anyone else
Where: A clinic near the edge of town
What: Arztenritter healing brigade training! Feel free to put up your own toplevels too.
Warnings: None


The Willow Clinic wasn't the one nearest the center of town in Aldrip--more towards the fields, and crucially, near a horse paddock as well. It was where Ethlyn had found employment as one of the clinic's standing healers and where she'd first proposed the idea of what she now liked to call the Arztenritter--"doctor-knight" in old Jugdrali--who could ride out all over town and beyond it in case of emergency medical needs.

After starting on the idea with people she already knew and putting up flyers around town for a general interest-and-training day, Ethlyn made her way to the clinic bright and early in the morning to get things set up for a day of medical and horsemanship training combined.

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Ethlyn | Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War

[baldrshand]

I. Healing for on dummies

[Ethlyn's borrowed training dummies--interspersed with a few ordinary mannequins and hatstands--from various places around town to assist her in teaching people, along with bandages and splints and other first-aid supplies she can use to show people. Even if they're not interested in being one of the brigade, she'll teach anyone who wants to learn--it's a useful skill for anyone to have.

The clinic's lunchroom has been donated for the day, with the tables holding various mock-patients and Ethlyn looking eager in the middle of it.]

So, how much do you know already? That will give me an idea of where we should start.

II. Hi-o, Silver!

[A horseback brigade needs horses and people to ride them, so Ethlyn is out in a paddock, ready to help anyone who needs a hand up or a hand with anything else. There are several riding horses, as well as a few ponies, and she's relied on the head of this stable to pick out ones that have a suitable temperament for the inexperienced.]

Don't be shy. [Ethlyn will be there to offer anyone inexperienced the requisite treats: chopped up apples, carrots, and even a few sugar cubes. She gives a conspiratorial wink.] It always helps to start with a bribe.

[For the more experienced--or simply bolder--Ethlyn will trot alongside on her horse, enjoying the pleasure of horseback riding but also keeping an eye on them to make sure that they're doing all right.]

How are you two getting along?

[She gives a significant glance from you to the horse as she asks.]

III. Contemplations
[As the shadows grow long and the afternoon winds down, Ethlyn brushes down her horse, gives him a good going-over with the brushes and rewarding him for the hard day's work when she leads him back to his stall... but she doesn't head back home to her boarding house just yet. Instead she can be found leaning against the fence of the paddock as the evening stars begin to appear, looking up at the sky. She wonders where, out there, her home is. Her whole life, she thought that the only thing bigger than the world was the sky. People haven't even discovered everywhere there is outside of the continent of Jugdral--a place she had once thought vast.

What is happening there now? What happened to Quan--what happened to Altena? Ethlyn once again grapples with the fact that her own killer is the best hope for her daughter's survival. Surely he would preserve such a valuable hostage....

She can't do anything about it. If she lets herself dwell on it, it will drive her mad. She shakes her head--and in doing so, she realizes she isn't the only one who's lingered.]

Ah! Hello there. [time to put on a smile] What can I help you with?

IV: Wildcard!

[If you want to do something else with Ethlyn that's not quite these, hmu!]

I

[menancia]

[The flyers posted around town had been quick to grab his attention; healing through artes was a skill he already knew, but was one he was always willing to hone and expand, in addition to finding new applications for. The idea of becoming more proficient with riding in the process was also appealing, a skill that would undoubtedly be of great use here— he certainly knows the basics, but it wasn't until recently that he had left Autelina Palace, and he and his companions largely traveled by foot.

He crooks a finger against his chin as he examines a nearby training dummy, then turns his attention to Ethlyn with a faint smile.]

I already know some healing artes— spells, others might call them— but my more practical skills are lacking. I imagine the combination of first aid and healing artes would be far more effective than simply one or the other.

[baldrshand]

[Ethlyn smiles, pleased to see Dohalim here. She's quite keen to witness the artes he speaks of--always interested in the methods of other worlds--but she nods in firm agreement to his statement on practical skills.]

I have to admit--I had a great deal to learn about the practical skills when I first began working here. I knew how to splint a broken arm or remove an arrow from a person's thigh--but I didn't know about local anesthetics, or antiseptics. [She gestures towards a bottle of iodine on the table.] Is it battle injuries that you've dealt with before?

I blinked and the whole hiatus and month were gone :c

[menancia]

[He nods his confirmation, letting a hand come to rest casually against his hip.]

Indeed— while I am not a dedicated healer by trade, my artes have seen a great deal of use among my companions in combat. I am not as skilled as Shionne, if the two of you have had the chance to meet, but I wish to further develop my abilities and put them to good use. There is no such thing as having too many healers on hand.

[He has a feeling they're going to need a good number of capable healers in this place, as well.]

I appreciate your putting this together, Ethlyn.

god yeah WHERE DID APRIL GO!!

[baldrshand]

[Ethlyn beams. She can't not, to hear someone be so effusive over the cause of healing. And a part of her is also whispering very loudly, though still not out loud, that bad rulers don't take an interest in healing. And she should know--the erstwhile King Chagall had a powerful staff in his possession that he never once used on the men he asked to die for him.]

That's wonderful. And I definitely can't disagree with that. What with people monster-hunting, and that expedition through the woods... I think it will be helpful to people here to know that they can call for help and someone will be riding out to save them.

I've been quite curious about these 'artes' from your world. How do they work?

contemplations

[snowslip]

Ah, I just wanted to say hello. You've been busy.

[ Marianne has also stayed on late, out of choice to spend more time with the horses and spoil them with a bit of grooming. She's glad the troupe has attracted members and the clinic is bustling. What a wonderful idea Ethlyn has come up with.

It must be a lot of work though. She finds the troupe leader lost in thought, looking pensive. Marianne doesn't know what to make of it before Ethyln is smiling again, but she ventures to ask. ]

Is there more I can do to help?

[baldrshand]

[Ah... it's Marianne. Ethlyn relaxes a little. She doesn't like thinking of her history as a secret, because then it sounds like deception--but if it was one, Marianne knows it already.]

Oh, no... I'm just taking a moment to look at the stars before heading home. [She glances back towards the heavens again.] Actually, I was thinking about which of those stars is the one I should be looking at if I wanted to look towards Jugdral.

[snowslip]

[ Ah. Marianne's head turns to look at the sky above. It's a beautiful night to stargaze. The constellations shimmer overhead and in the vastness beyond, the goddess dwells. At least, she wants to think that the goddess is still watching over them from above. If she were to mount a horse and ride to the ends of the earth, would she find a way home? ]

Do you think your friends and family are gazing at the same night sky? That would be nice.

[wishupona]

[Fortunately, the extreme basics were already covered. She's familiar enough with animals that approaching them isn't hard. Or even feeding them. Thankfully, Rinoa's read enough and already met enough horses to know all of that.

Which leaves the actual riding part. Which no amount of book reading can truly prepare you for. At Ethlyn's question, Rinoa manages a smile.]

Pretty sure he's managing a lot better than I am.

[True to word, the bay she's riding seems to be doing just fine.]

I know you said I'll find the rhythm eventually, but it still feels really weird.

[baldrshand]

[Ethlyn giggles. It is a lot to get used to--it's not at all like a cart, which only bumps when the road does.]

It will for a while. Right now you still have to think about all the ways that your muscles have to work so that you can keep in time with someone who already has the rhythm and doesn't need to think about it. [Meaning the horse, as Ethlyn indicates with a little gesture.] And you have to use a lot of muscles to do it.

[She remembers when she first started learning on ponies as a little girl and woke up the next day not just with a sore behind, but all of her abdomen and leg muscles too.]

[wishupona]

Yeah, I can kind of tell already. You make it look so smooth and easy!

[But there's... So. Many. Bumps. She's going to be feeling bumps when she's trying to sleep tonight.]

This is going to be one of those "I hurt in places I didn't know I had" situations isn't it?

[This isn't the first new physical skill she's picked up in her life, after all. What with all the combat and stuff she's seen, even ranged like she is you learn things. Have to adapt physically to different things in a way that's not like you normally would.]

Healing

[killtohero]

[Kazutora steps up to the table looking embarrassed as he'd rub the top of his arm and wave awkwardly. He was normally confident, even if that confidence was made up, but in this case, he really didn't know where to turn.. He hoped this clinic could help.]

Hi-! Um-- I dunno if this is something you do, but I'm actually looking for... a therapist. Do you have anyone around that can do that?

[baldrshand]

[A... therapist? At first, Ethlyn thinks it might just be a slightly different type of healing, but one of the clinic workers whispers something in her ear.

It's not familiar to her at all. which explains a lot about fire emblem in general A doctor for the way people feel about themselves?]

Ah--you mean someone to talk to about your troubles--[She puts her knuckles to her chin thoughtfully.] To be honest, we don't have special people for that we're I'm from. But I can do my best to help.

[killtohero]

[He frowns a little. She seems nice, this woman. He's not so sure he should subject her to his particular brand of deep psychosis if she wasn't an expert, but he wasn't sure where else to go. He felt his mind slipping with every day that he skipped his therapy, and he couldn't let himself fall back down to rock bottom.]

Mm, well.. okay. If you don't mind? I usually meet with someone everyday, but we wouldn't have to go that far. And I'd.. [He rubs his neck uncomfortably, thinking of which words to choose.] -- be talking about a lot of murder and trauma and death and violence. Is that.. is that okay?

iii

[oracledriven]

[After his disastrous attempt at horseback riding, Noel gave a whole lot of thought to just packing it in until someone could find a chocobo for him to ride. No such luck yet, though...and unfortunately, he's too committed to trying to help to give in just yet. So he gave it another shot. And another. And he's got the bruises to show for it, so it took him a little while to put everything back and clean up. He's just leaving the barn when he spots Ethlyn, and when he does, he hangs back for a second. Seems like she needs a moment to herself, and he doesn't want to interrupt, so instead he follows her gaze to the sky.

It...it's a big sky. Something he took for granted back home, even loathed, in a way. The skies of Pulse were always blanketed in heavy clouds, a sickening off-gray color that radiated the same feeling of unrightness as the rest of that dying world. Luxerion, too, was under constant cloud cover. But the few puffy clouds in the sky here are a silvery white, and the moon is huge, and the stars are coming out, and--]

--Huh? Oh. No, I don't... Sorry. I was just heading back. [Get it together, Noel. He shakes his head, briefly gesturing upward.] It's a big sky, huh? Guess I got lost in it, for a second.

[The smile is put on so dutifully that he wants to ask what's on her mind, but he holds off, for now.]

Re: iii

[baldrshand]

[Oh, Noel. Ethlyn's been witness to his misadventures today and done her best to help, but one thing she can say, is that he's a young man who isn't willing to give up. That's a good thing.]

Yes--you can get lost in looking at it. [That's easy to talk about.] It's strangely reassuring to see that the sky here isn't so different from the one back home... sunsets, and stars and the moon going from shadow to light and back again.

[She's assuming, at least, that Noel is familiar with such sights himself.]

[oracledriven]

[It all sounds so...so ordinary, when she says it that way. Like it's no big deal. Maybe it's not, for some people: the sun rises, it sets. The sky changes, the seasons change. He saw plenty of that when he was traveling with Serah, but-- that didn't make it any easier to get used to. He nods softly, a little noncommittally.]

I think I see what you mean. Like some places aren't so different, even if they're different worlds.

Shionne Imeris ⛤ Tales of Arise

[thornygunner]

⛤ Clinic ⛤

It takes Shionne a few days of agonizing self-flagellation to finally head over to the clinic that Ethlyn has put on the fliers. She likes the idea. It's responsible and helpful for not just the natives of Expiation but for all of the Chosen. And, well, she's never made any difference between peoples back home, so she's not about to start now. She wants to help, even if she doesn't vocalize it. It's just something good to do.

She's hesitant before she enters, but eventually she gathers up enough courage to walk inside, looking as if she's just there to look around.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?"

⛤ Horse riding ⛤

As someone from a world where horses are seen more for their nutritional value, riding horses still seems strange to Shionne, but she does like the idea of not having to walk everywhere. She just doesn't know if she can ride a horse.

When it's her turn, she stares at the beast and then at the person beside her. "Can't I just ride in a cart?"

⛤Wildcard ⛤
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Horse Riding

[sisterlyshield]

Kisara is not actually here to learn how to ride horses, but she is here to provide some support. Shionne may act as though she doesn't need it, but evidently her blonde-haired companion thinks to the contrary. As a result, when Shionne speaks up, Kisara gives her an encouraging smile.

"If you were just going to do that, then why actually be here?" Kisara asks with a hand set atop her hip. "It's going to be fine. There's nothing wrong with learning something new, right? I'll be right here to make sure nothing happens that shouldn't be happening."

If she can stop a full-grown man with her shield, surely she can stop a horse. Maybe. Probably.

[thornygunner]

To be honest, Shionne does appreciate the backup that she gets from Kisara. Even though she tries to push the others away, they're all so damn insistent that they're going to be in her life, no matter what she thinks. And, it's tiring to keep pushing them away all the time when she doesn't really want to do it.

"I... I want to be useful, but I don't want to have my curse get in the way."

She's already hurt law and some wolf zeugels who were just trying to have fun. However, she's so worried that she isn't paying attention and when the horse backs into her, she lets out a shout that is quickly covered by the sound of the horse crying out in pain and rearing up on its back legs as it thrashes.

[sisterlyshield]

It’s a valid concern and one that appropriately puts Kisara on a moment’s pause. With a hand poised at her chin, she gives a short, understanding nod.

“They have saddles, right?” A breath more and she continues. “I don’t really know anything about riding much of… anything, but I imagine they’ll give you something to control them with and it might not require you to touch them directly? I can always help you up, as well.”

Better for Shionne to hurt a willing friend than an innocent horse who wouldn’t possibly know any better. But Kisara also knows that Shionne won’t be keen on putting anyone out, animal or not.

marianne von edmund | fe3h

[snowslip]

i.

[ On a sunny day where the horses graze lazily in the fields, Marianne sits outside the clinic with a medical book in her hands. She might know healing magic, but it's become apparent to her that her medical knowledge is dated. There are treatments and explanations for diseases that are eye-opening to read about. The faith magic she studied had been comparatively vague when it came to theory. After all, the goddess works in mysterious ways... Her brows furrow as she takes in a passage. ]

I never knew...

ii.

[ As someone who enjoys horseback riding, Marianne is in her element. She can be found helping beginners get in their saddle and giving gentle instructions on how to coax a horse forward.

For those who have experience on horseback or have grown comfortable enough, she rides out with them to the meadows so the horses have room to gallop and build the stamina they need for emergencies. Out here, Marianne looks alive, even cheerful, as she spurs her horse forward and picks up a little speed. ]

iii.

[ When it comes to first aid lessons, they're paired off to practice on each other. Marianne and her partner are pointed to a table with rolls of bandages and boards for splinting. There are other tools she's just learned to recognize and use, such as a blood pressure cuff. ]

Would you like to go first? I can play the patient.

[ She says, extending her arm. ]

ii

[oracledriven]

[It's not a stretch to say that Noel Kreiss has never seen a horse in his life -- the closest thing was an Eidolon, but. Not the same. Way more magic involved. So he approaches the creatures with trepidation -- they're huge, like two chocobos put together, with a lot less feathers and, so he's heard, a lot more ability to smash you under its feet. By the time he's actually on a horse and getting it to move forward, most of the other riders-in-training are already pretty comfortable. So he tries to look comfortable too, urging the horse forward by trying to get it to follow some other horse. Sure, that'll work. Definitely.

More like what it does is convince the horse to bolt into a gallop, and since Noel isn't exactly expecting the horse-zoomies, he finds himself flying off at top speed, rolling backward head over feet a few times in the dirt, helplessly watching his horse charge right to the other end of the meadow, a clump of grass sticking out of his hair.]

"Give it a bribe," she said. "It'll be fine." [Yeah, he's muttering to himself while he picks himself up. When Marianne speeds past him, he throws his arms up, hoping to wave her down.] Hey! Gimme a hand? Trying to wrangle an escaped maniac.

[He's...being a bit dramatic about it.]

[snowslip]

[ It's a relaxing day to go for a ride. The breeze is gentle, the sun shines warmly on them...was that a riderless horse that just went galloping past her? Hearing someone call out, Marianne turns her head to see a rider picking himself up off the ground, the one who must have been thrown off his horse. Oh dear.

Hastily, she brings her horse to a halt next to him. Her expression wrinkles in worry as she looks him over, her first thought to check for injuries rather than wrangling the runway. Being buckled from a horse is nothing to shrug off. ]

Are you alright? Does it hurt anywhere?

[oracledriven]

[See, people like Marianne make this stuff look easy. Not like Noel expected to get it on the first try, of course --he's had his share of falling off a chocobo, too, you know-- but watching her, Ethlyn, some of the others...he definitely didn't think it was going to be this different.

When she pulls her horse to a stop nearby, he opens his mouth, about to mention something about the horse -- but her question catches him off-guard. He pauses, looking down at himself. Covered in clumps of dirt and grass stains...maybe a few bruises here and there. Pretty undignified. After a moment's assessment, he has to admit that nothing really feels off, and shakes his head to show for it.]

Mostly just my pride, to be honest. [He offers a somewhat wry smile to back that up.] Thanks. I'll be fine.