Anisgina, bad spirits

Aranck is sick! :( ATTN: Open for kunikotis

POSTED: Mon Aug 19, 2013 6:11 pm

She'd stopped by for her lesson when she had met him at his own door heading in, and looking very unwell. With persuasion (it didn't take that much, as he was too weak to protest), they slowly headed for the Town Hall to get medicine. Now came the part where she had to take control of something she usually left for him. All the jars and packets left over by Dawali were methodically labeled with which symptoms they helped and how to use them. Too bad she could barely read to do them, a fact Aranck knew very well. Stomach pains, fever... she kept missing the right ones, or they were out of everything they needed. Her hands were clammy; she remembered vividly the sickness that had raged in the Great Tribe when she was a child, one of the big reasons for why they had never arrived at the land AniWaya had claimed for them. Sickness was a scary thing when infectious, and she was worried for Aranck because of his age as well.

She had already called for her brother and the new female, Alaizabelle, to help her. Aranck sat on one of the stools along the inside of the Town Hall, quietly watching her as she scanned the shelves for something useful. He was probably biting his tongue, too, already making it fairly clear that he was grumpy for even being in a situation where he required help. After all, he was a previous Ookah, Master medic, and would much rather take care of himself. And now, he would be treated by two novices, one of which he had never met and neither of which he had trained. She could understand his reservations and doubts, especially in relation to her own skills (or, rather, complete lack thereof). Truthfully, Aranck was the first one she would have run to if she had been approached by a tribesmember who was sick, which left her on her own when Aranck himself came down with something.

As she struggled to find something to help, Aranck sighed and made to get up to help her. Rising, he turned around mid-motion instead and went outside. He didn't have time to get far, and by the sound of it, Ulilohi added a third symptom to her list. Aranck came back looking both shamed and weakened.
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POSTED: Tue Aug 20, 2013 12:39 am

BROTHER TO THE RESCUE; And if this is wrong, I've been playing it as if Aranck did teach Duy for two years, I added it to his history when I joined, if you want I can remove it :3


A few days, that's all he had been here and already things were going wrong. He'd barely settled into his house towards the middle of the village and he'd not even set up his plant and herb garden. Clicking his tongue he eyed the bare dirty and gave it a menacing look. It remained unimpressed by his fierce stare. Spirits guide him! He had left to escape the turmoil of the Great Tribe and had found a new turmoil instead. He gathered up the meager supplies that he had managed to bring with him, he had brought quite a bit more but not a lot of it had survived after the storm he'd had to hide from. It had taken most of his supplies and he had yet to replace them. Duyugodv Ayosdi was now at a loss, he was needed to help his old master Aranck and his medical supplies were feeble at best, with a grimace he gathered up what he could and prepared himself for a grumpy assault.

His medicine pouch and horn were drawn onto his chocolate and mocha body, green and blue eyes took one last sweep of his cabin to make sure he'd not forgotten anything. He hurried through the village, stepping past rows of huts and cabins. Some were temporary and some were more permanent looking. He understood that AniWaya had been hit by a hurricane sometime in the last year and that was the reason for so many temporary looking huts. Shaking his head he entered the town hall, pushing aside his emotions now and approaching the situation as calmly and stoically as he could,

"Osiyo, what are the symptoms?" He didn't waste time with useless pleasantries when there didn't need to be, he had been taught that specifically.

POSTED: Tue Aug 20, 2013 10:50 am

Upon her arrival into the tribe Alaizabelle had been shocked to find that she was the only kunikoti in the tribe, and worried to learn that there was no skilled medicine man/woman ahead of her in rank. It put a lot of pressure on her, and she could feel the responsibility weighing down on her slim shoulders; every life in AniWaya relying on her to make them well when they were sick, or to help with births, or to make a passing more comfortable. It was daunting, having so many suddenly reliant on her, but all she could do was suck it up and do her best, and that was what she did.

She had only been settled into her hut for a couple of days, and already she was being summoned to help someone who was sick, and she could only think how lucky it was that she had joined when she had, otherwise there would have been no one to help! Alaizabelle had not yet been able to replace all of her medicinal supplies, as many had been damaged or lost on her journey from Europe to America, but she grabbed what little she had and steeled herself, suddenly nervous -- what if they took one look at her and refused her help?

The albino didn't let the thought take root and shoved it away, wincing when the sunlight hit her sensitive skin and eyes, and hurried to the town hall. It was good they were inside, otherwise she would not have been of much use, and when she entered the building she was surprised to see someone else already on the scene, asking about symptoms. He must have joined recently, for she did not know him, but she bowed her head to Ulilohi and approached the elder, her white face emotionless, but tender.

"dream"

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POSTED: Wed Aug 28, 2013 6:06 pm

OOC: Oh, right! I'd forgotten about Duy's training :o

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Aranck reacted just as poorly to the entrance of her brother as Ulilohi had expected. He went about it in his usual fashion, and Ulilohi smiled to herself with her back to the younger brother, knowing just how annoyed Aranck would be. The elder male moved uncomfortably on his seat before muttering the less embarrassing symptoms. Still skimming the labels written by Dawali for something that might calm him (and now, also his stomach!), Ulilohi found herself considering the brother. It was lucky that he had arrived when he had, just in time for Aranck's sickness. And they had not really spoken much since he came. Obviously, he had come for Aduladi, who had also just showed up at a random point in time with no purpose (typical Aduladi, honestly). The two of them had always been very much like a duo, despite being born in different litters. But now, Duy was wearing the "responsibility" hat (when wasn't he, though?), his medic hat, and he didn't seem to notice his sister that much.

Another new face entered, Alaizabelle, an outsider who had just recently joined their ranks as Kunikoti. It was comforting to have someone focus on this art within their tribe. Until recently, there had been no one to ask for advice in the tribe. As she searched the labels slowly one by one, Aranck finally managed to produce enough details on his symptoms, and Ulilohi responded before anyone managed to say something. She didn't, however, talk to the old man, but rather at the two trained medics in front of her, mostly her brother at first. "I have searched the shelves for meidcine that may help, but I cannot read them very well." Shifting her eyes, she alternated between looking at each of the two.
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POSTED: Tue Sep 03, 2013 3:24 pm

He did have time to spare a single glace for his older sister but her back was to him and she did not turn to see. Aranck was.. exactly the same. He had not changed a bit since the day he had left and that heartened Duyugodv Ayosdi quite a bit. There was almost the idea that the old healer would outlive them all and never surrender his body and mind to the Spirits. All of his best glares and irritated looks had been learned from the man before him, and now he used it upon the teacher which earned him a fiercer one back. The old did not wish to seek help from the younger. He listened curiously to the symptoms, grimacing in sympathy, able to emphasize with the uncomfortable nature of the illness. But it did not begin to worry him thus yet, he was confident he could find the answer to the problem given enough time to conduct experiments.

A she wolf entered then, a luxurious pale beauty that for a second tore through his stoic demeanor and his jaw loosened for but a moment before snapping shut. Aranck sniggered at him and he drew backwards, away from the pair of them and towards Ulilohi. A gesture of sibling affection, a hand upon her shoulder and he leaned closer to decipher the writing upon the bottles. It was in a scratch of text that was difficult to read and he squinted his eyes, he clicked his tongue in disdain. His own hand was usually large and without flair in case of just such an occasion that a stranger would need to locate supplies,

"Whoever wrote this didn't want it to be read very easily." He snorted, a scowl drawing his brows together. Some parts were in AniWayan and some were in the english language. Fortunately he could read both, again courtesy of the old man he was trying to help.

POSTED: Thu Sep 12, 2013 9:39 pm

Wow guys sorry for the wait! Seriously, feel free to skip me if I'm ever this slow again! :( And sorry for the short, shitty post I just wanted to get something up for you guys

She listened to the elder as he explained what was wrong with him, but even as the old wolf seemed uncomfortable with explaining his more embarrassing symptoms, Alaizabelle's face remained perfectly unreadable. She guessed that he did not find the idea of being tended to by youngsters appealing, and she was sure he would not appreciate pity or being babied, so she kept her countenance strictly professional, which was pretty easy for her, seeing as she rarely opened up or showed her emotions around other anyway. So deep in thought was she, mulling over the symptoms described, that she did not notice the way the other healer looked at her, but instead approached Ulilohi as she spoke. In truth Alaizabelle did not know how to read -- she hadn't been thought important enough to bother teaching, so she, too, had no idea what any of the writing said.

Still, she did not let this set back stop her, and as she looked at the vials and jugs of medicines she took select ones down, sniffing them before replacing them gently back on the shelf. "Some meadowsweet might help to alleviate the fever," She said softly, looking to the other wolves, seeking to see if the other healer agreed or not. "And some ginger to help with the stomach discomfort."

"dream"

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POSTED: Mon Sep 23, 2013 5:57 pm

Finally, a response from me :] Apologies, folks!

The medicine is actually labeled very well, Dawali was a good writer. Details, though, no problem :]

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Ulilohi heard her brother mumble and took a step back, watching as he examined the medicine left behind by Dawali. The male looked like a student of the old Ookah, that much was certain, with the same gestures when he concentrated. It was almost comical to Ulilohi to watch, had it not been for the graveness of the situation. But, a smile did creep up on her face as she observed the looks the two males exchanged when the female entered. Ah, boys. Even Aranck, a boy still, despite his age and the situation he was in. Or, this was the way Ulilohi interpreted it. Duy returned his gaze to the shelves, though, and spent his breath criticizing the writing style of the labels. Unknown to him, this boosted Ulilohi's confidence greatly; she was glad she had not been the only one to find them difficult to read.

The other medicine woman joined Duy in looking through the medicine as Aranck sat groaning, at times looking as if he were about to make a hasty exit but just managing last minute. She suggested named herbs and Ulilohi kept her unknowing mouth shut, now having gracefully stepped all the way over to where the very grumpy patient sat. No time was wasted; Aranck answered her suggestions directly. With a very disdainful scoff, he looked at her sternly as he spoke, more irritated than actually critical, it seemed. "Discomfort? More like a war, there's a war in there. Give it here." He reached out for the aforementioned ginger, suddenly eager to partake in his own treatment.
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POSTED: Sun Oct 20, 2013 5:50 am

Sorry, when you put Ulilohi had trouble reading it I just assumed it was bad writing x3


Duyugodv Ayosdi
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He continued to scowl at the writing, finally recognizing it as the previous fake Kalona, Dawalii. He had been aware of Dawalii Amara in the younger days of his training but had never spoken personally to the male. Then the male had left and news had returned after Maska Ahote's departure also that Dawalii had been demoted to Itawamba. Duyugodv's mouth thinned. He had never trusted the Ahote son, too weaselly looking and sneaky. Always creeping around and trying to lecture people on 'proper AniWayan etiquette', it was enough to drive him mad. The Ehn familiy was prestigious though and Maska had never sought to lecture him or his siblings, he wouldn't have dared. Besides, to a hunter like Duyugodv and Uwolata, the man had stunk of prey and weakness.

The writing became easier to read the more he studied it and found a good number of herbs that had been lost from his own collection. Unfortunately most were dried to preserve them and so were useless for cuttings. He found a few that maybe the seeds would still be good for planting. His voice was sharp as Aranck made to take the ginger from Alaizabelle,

"You should put that into a tea first and let it steep. Otherwise you could end up very uncomfortable, even mores o than you are now." Aranck should know this but he was also getting on in age, and maybe was forgetting things.

((ooc: Duy no like Maska ahahaha also, random medical adviceee))

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