<Help! My rider is injured! I need help!> Xanthia heard the dragons 
plaintiff cry. She did not recognize the mind voice, but she did not 
hesitate to drop her fork and hurry out to the green outside the Med Center.

<Xanthia's coming!> The redheaded healer replied as she jogged as quickly 
as she could with her gravid belly and lame leg, referring to herself in 
the third person for expediency. When time was of the essence, there was no 
time to waste introducing herself.  <Who are you and your rider?> .

<Talos of Marrid, or what's left of it, my rider is Tel'Thar.>

{What's left of it...} Xanthia mused, frowning, wondering what that meant. 
She wasted no time sending word to Chrysthal, <Chrys, let your Merissa know 
we have a new arrival from Marrid, at the med center.>

She burst through the doors and hurried to the new brown dragon and his 
rider, slumped over the neck of the loyal Talos. She swallowed up the bile 
which rose in her gorge as soon as she was at the dragon's side as the 
rancid stench of infection greeted her. She quickly sent word to the 
dragons of the med center staff to have their riders meet her on the green.

<Don't worry, Talos, I'll do everything I can for your rider.>

***
The orderlies moved swiftly, moving the large man to a stretcher and 
carrying him into the med center. Her eyes grew wide with concern as she 
viewed the man. They lifted him onto the bed and Xanthia unbuckled the 
strap which held his sword to his back. She asked the orderly to roll him 
to his side, then carefully lifted the sword within it's scabbard and set 
it in the corner and removed the metal bracers from his arms.. She then 
took scissors to the man's clothes, exposing all the wounds.

This was clearly a man who had lived through many battles in his life. His 
left arm bore the scars of wraith burn of a battle long past, and there 
were numerous other scars besides. He was an older man, mid thirties by 
Xanthia's guess, but in excellent physical shape despite his grave 
injuries. The petite healer couldn't help but marvel at her new patient's 
height as she laid him bare of his clothes and proceeded to examine him.

{Geez! He's burning up!} She fretted. She did not need to lay her hand upon 
his brow as the heat of fever radiated from the Marrid rider's body.

She worked diligently to scrub out the infection as best she could, then 
applied the antibiotic salve that she and Th'rin had invented several 
months prior, and bound the wounds.

"He's fevered! Pack him in ice!" Xanthia ordered once she had finished..

The nurse and orderly moved swiftly, surrounding the wounded man with 
several waterproof skins that had been filled with ice.

"How did you even get here?" Xanthia mused aloud, stroking back a gray 
strand of hair from his face, then swabbing Tel'Thar's fevered forehead 
with a cool rag.

She turned to the sound of the door opening, to see Merissa and Th'rin 
entering the room.

"His name is Tel'Thar, rider of Talos. They are from Marrid... or what's 
left of it. That's what Talos told me at least," Xanthia sighed. She turned 
her attention to the tall man, swabbing his forehead once more, fascinated 
by his rugged visage.

Th'rin moved to the bedside and began examining the man's wounds. "How did 
he get here?" he asked. "He couldn't have possibly teleported in this 
condition."

"I don't know." Xanthia rubbed at her face wearily. "I could ask Talos, if 
you like."

"Please do!" Merissa insisted.

Xanthia flinched a bit at the queenrider's tone. Was she angry at her, or 
impatient, or was she just tired, too? The redhead's eyes glazed over as 
she reached out to the new brown male.

"He was given a draught to make him wakeful for a brief period." Xanthia 
reported back.

"That was quite a risk to take." Merissa replied.

"It was his only chance. Without trying to teleport here, they would have 
been as good as dead where they were." Xanthia explained flatly.

****

NRPG: Tag Arlene and Kris! Tag James, too, if you wish to awaken him now? 
Welcome to WhiteRiver. Sorry so short, but my mind just hit that wall. :P 
Figured this was as good a place to tag as any. :)


Respectfully submitted by,

Morgan
morgan-the-elfwench@home.com
morgan_the_dragonwench@yahoo.com
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