[b]Starting Date and Time:[/b] 25th Day of Crimsia, 300 DM, 5th Stretch, Morning

[b]Starting Location:[/b] Just outside [url=http://ebonfort.wikia.com/wiki/Trix's_Tonics_and_Tinctures]Trix's Tonics and Tinctures[/url]

[b]CS URLs:[/b] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/2868027]Verissa Beatrix Greenlakes aka Trix[/url] & [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/2924501]Gregory Whitehorn[/url]

Trix's eyes shot open, her light slumber interrupted by the sound of raised and hurried voices. Grumbling lightly, she swished her blanket from her form, shivering at the early morning cold, her hearth fire merely glowing coals. Slipping from the bed, her bare feet alighting the rough hewn floorboards. She quickly slipped into her skirt and blouse, both of which had been tossed atop her chest at the foot of her bed. Moving slowly over to the window, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes. Peering out, the scene illuminated by the setting moon and rising sun, eyes growing wide at the sight of an Ebon Knight woman, seemingly unconscious in the arms of another, as well as few others milling around. It was obvious why there was so much commotion. Her services were required yet again.  

Sighing, knowing she was going to be that much more exhausted tomorrow for this, Trix moved into her apothecary, immediately relaxed by the fragrance of the room, even more so with the moonlit greenery. She quickly cleared the center table of the many plants and tools that were scattered across its surface. Once that was done, she moved quickly through her shop and opened her door, finding herself face to face with Edoward and the woman he carried. [color=f49ac2][i][b]"Put her on the table in the back."[/b][/i][/color]

He smiled sheepishly at her, but she ignored it, for she didn't have time for his flirtations, not today, not now. Stepping out into the moonlight, she immediately saw the lieutenant's sash on the Drow and approached him. Taking a commanding tone, her eyes falling on the gargoyle with the covered wound, [color=f49ac2][i][b]"What happened?"[/b][/i][/color]

The Drow just shrugged, [color=f49ac2][i][b]"Seems to have been a Screamer attack, this big guy brought her to us like that,"[/b][/i][/color] jabbing a thumb in Gregory's direction. Looking at the gargoyle now, [color=f49ac2][i][b]"You're injured too, but too big to fit easily in my shop. Follow me."[/b][/i][/color] The tone she used was one that left no room for argument. Turning back toward her shop, the Lieutenant started to speak, "I still need to ques--" causing Trix to look back venomously, [color=f49ac2][i][b]"He's my patient now, you can question him when I'm done. Feel free to wait out here."[/b][/i][/color]

The drow stood there, jaw slightly open, dumbfounded, but unwilling to argue with her. After all, she patched up many of his men, himself included. Trix moved around the side of her shop, moving through a simple wooden gate in her stone wall, moving between the many plants scattered everywhere. Moving around the back of the building she moved through her back door, speaking over her shoulder, [color=f49ac2][i][b]"Sit there and tell me what happened, in regards to the injuries. I'll tend to her, then you."[/b][/i][/color]

Trix lit a single lamp and hung it high in the corner, letting its glow cast over the unconscious woman. There was a large bruise forming on the side of her face, two shallow cuts in her shoulders, through the chainmail, at almost the exact same spot. Looking up at Edoward, [color=f49ac2][i][b]"Get her out of that armor."[/b][/i][/color] He looked momentarily embarrassed, but a glare from Trix squashed that, as he scrambled with the varying straps and such. 

While waiting on him, Trix moved about her supplies, from the shop, to the apothecary, and once stepping out into her garden. She gathered dried leaves from the watercress, summer savory, and horsetail, and fresh petals from her evening primrose. She dropped the dried leaves into a large mortar and began grinding them with her pestle, eyes moving from the unconscious woman to the door where the gargoyle should be.