Miquella makes his way back inside and looks to some of the volunteers, “I apologize for my absence. I had visitors outside I had to speak too.” Still noticing he has the favor in hand from Storm. He places it in his pouch and continues his work. The volunteer speaks up to him in an exhausted but soft voice, “It is fine Guildmaster. We are still working through the new patients.” Miquella looks to them with a smiles, “Thank you. Any who are in critical condition. Please let me know. I will see what I can do.” Miquella then makes his way to a young women who is in tears. He kneels down and in a soft voice. “Let me get you checked out. What is hurting?” The young women shows him her hand which is clearly broken. “Let me get this fixed up.” He smiles and braces it to ensure the break is secured and stable. Wrapping it tightly to protect it from further harm. “It’s going to be painful for a little bit, but i am going to give you a herb. Chewing on this will help the healing some as well as help with the pain.” He nods and takes it before continuing to sit in place. Miquella gets up and moves to another patient.
