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"such an odd medicine that must be... it heals alot faster than our current mixture. Mikhain! try tossing the current mixture in" the high general replies, a rather small male in a green robe comeing up to retrieve the green poultice, bowing as he leaves before returning with a cyan mixture and a knife. The high general then grabs both, stabbing through his hand and the underside of his armor and then carving along his arm, blood spurting before he takes the cyan mixture and applies it, the wound healing near instantly, as his face remains impassive despite mangling his arm and applying something direct to it. "good, catalouge the results and add it to the recipe vault" he tells the servant evenly, the male leaving with the knife after handing off a towel so the high general could clean his armor. "if you wish, i'm sure there is a merchant in the trade block that could sell you some armor, though, don't expect anything along the same lines as my own" The high general says evenly