Chapter 2 - 2. The Town Of Ingmery (1/2)

”Worry not Prius, I'd keep watch over this young man here. You do what is best, at what you are doing right now. It had been 6 months since this young man had been brought in from The Battle Of Qodegh.”

”Not once did he stirred or showed any emotions or feeling when i tickled him with the goose feather as instructed by the staffs of the infirmary.”

A young woman's voice gently floated as she took a basin of water and a clean towel and began to clean the young man that was lying down on the hard wooden bed with just a straw-filled pillow on his head.

Patricia, who was tending to the young man was wearing a white long sleeve tunic, with embroidered blue and red flowers around her neck and on the edges of her sleeves. She was wearing black leather pants and black coloured leather boots. She has brown hair that was tied up in a single braid.

A dagger of about 5 inches long was tucked in on her left side with several semi-precious stones gilded on its sheath. It was one of the ornamental dagger set that can be bought online at Medieval Collectibles at a cost of only $45 with free S&H within the state.

She gently dabbed the cloth that she had soaked in the water and wrung it dry before she wiped down the face, neck and arms of the young man that had lain there on the bed after being treated at the infirmary 6 months ago and was released to the Keating family to tend and care for him till his last breath.

Patricia who was working as an aide there in the infirmary took on the task to tend to the young man as there was no other person more capable than the Guild Masters themselves. Even if she was not a Guild Master at that time, the decision to take the man in under their care was her brother, Prius.

The young man was placed in a fairly large room with a single fireplace at the corner of the room. This was the norm for every room in the house to have a separate fireplace and it would be used to ward off the cold during the nights.

A small bedside table was placed beside the left-hand side of the bed that held a small bronze-coloured oil lamp. There was a bowl of gruel, replaced daily just in case the young man wakes up from his deep sleep.

A small bronze bowl with some fruits and a jug of water and a mug were placed on the bedside table too. The curtains were drawn apart slightly to let in the soft sunlight and the windows were shut to keep the draft out.

The infirmary has yet to establish the state or condition of the young man that had been brought in by a group of travellers that had discovered the former in a state of unconsciousness, lying at the side of the path that leads to the ravine, where the city of the dark elven had once stood.

When the young man was brought in to the infirmary, he had suffered numerous broken bones in his body and white bones seemed to protrude out when some blacksmiths had helped to extricate the crushed bronze body armour off the former.

By just looking at the crushed body armour, they knew that the chance for this young man to regain his consciousness was very slim. The body was mangled as if he was struck down by a high-speed steam roller and most of his bones in his body had been crushed by the impact.

Miraculously, during the initial treatment in the infirmary, they discovered that the young man refused to give in to fate and had shown a tinge of fighting spirit to be alive, despite the horrendous injuries that he had sustained. They decided to hand over the heavily bandaged young man that currently looked like a mummy to recuperate after the initial patch up at the infirmary to a family of two.

This family was made up of an elder brother named Prius, aged 21 and his younger sister named Patricia aged 19, whose parents had long passed during one of the wars that had ravaged their Town many years ago. They were orphans that had been brought up by the infirmary when they were just 9 and 7 years old respectively.

The bandages had long been removed by the staffs at the infirmary and discovered that the young man had almost recovered from all the physical injuries and had yet to regain consciousness after being in a comatose state for 6 long months.

”It is alright Pat, we won't know how long that young man would hold on to this tiny thread of hope to survive. His body may have healed but his will to even wake up seemed close to zero.”