Blackwater Islands nox arcana

loving these medic threads <3 once again, vague on timeline. Prob happens before

He was getting worse. This time when she came, Bridget brought some plants that had been lying on the shore. They held water and would hopefully help to cool him down.

She wished she had her stores. She could not range far enough to gather here, but the Druids were surely assisting as well.

Her mouth full of the plants, she hobbled inside, carefully coming round to where his head rested. He was restless and too warm when she pressed her nose to his forehead. Carefully she laid the plants across his brow and, gently, held them in place.