Tranquil 1 [Nasale/Osaka/Sitka]

As they entered the Tranquil’s territory they could spot rivers and trees. Many headians seemed to meditate under the trees and next to crystals. Osaka, Nasale and Sitka could only wonder what made them meditate with crystals. The very air of this section of caves felt very light and peaceful, it was like a comforting hug without being touched at all. 

They would be soon approached by a pink and tan headian. “Hello there above grounders! Welcome to our Tranquil paradise.” They would start off with a soft smile, “We would be much appreciated if you would give us a hand. We have some injured headians come in and could use all the help we can get.”

“We'd be happy to help you out.” Sitka the eldest would answer.

“Just direct us to where and how and we'll give it our all.” Nasale would chime in with. 

“Anything to help.” Osaka himself would add, seeming a bit down at the moment. 

The Tranquil member would go on to lead them further into the territory and into a cave where they had the injured. Each injured headian was laying on a mat with their heads on a makeshift pillow. There was a table that had potions, salves, bandages and more upon it. Crystals would be at either side of the entrance.

“Here are your patients. I got to go make some more salves and potions but what's here should be plenty for the jobs at hand.” The Tranquil member would state before heading out to do as they said they would. 

Osaka, Sitka and Nasale would start by examining each injured headian to get a sense of what injuries they were dealing with. They all had some cuts and scrapes on them, though one appeared to have a broken leg in addition. With this assessment they would deal with the headian with the broken leg first. Osaka going to get a potion labeled as a painkiller, Sitka grabbing the bandages and a splint and Nasale waiting beside the headian’s side. With the painkillers administered, Nasale would be the one to set the leg, holding it still as Sitka applied the splint and bandages. 

With their main injury treated they would move onto treating their cuts. Applying salves to the smaller ones and having to switch the larger ones, Sitka would be the one to do the stitching as the other two did the other tasks. Once this headian was patched up and ready to go they would move on to the next.

The next headian would have a few cuts that needed stitched as well, Sitka doing those carefully as Osaka grabbed some bandages to cover them afterwards. Nasale applied salve to their more minor ones as the two males took care of the bigger ones. This one seemed to go rather smoothly and as expected so they would quickly move on to the next. 

The next headian would soon complain about some stomach pain. So the three would have to work together to ask them questions and try to diagnose the cause. Eventually concluding they consumed something toxic. Giving them a potion to treat the toxin. Applying salve to their own minor cuts and scrapes. It was as if this third headian had gone into a jagger bush to eat berries, that they shouldn't have. But they didn't want to pesture them any further. 

A fourth headian would also have cuts in their pelt. Though upon their first inspection they missed that one of them had already been infected. Osaka would go fetch some potions and salves as Sitka would do his best to cut away the dead skin. Making sure to properly clean it out and disinfect it before he'd stitch it up and apply stuff to the wound, covering it with a bandage after. Nasale would once again focus on the more minor wounds, making sure there were no more signs of infection as she went. They would make sure this headian got a health potion before they would leave their side.

Going on to cleaning up the used materials. They would make sure everything they could was returned back in its place at the table. And would place any empty containers in the propped bins underneath it. It was clear that they reused potion bottles so as to not waste materials down here. 

As Nasale, Sitka and Osaka were finishing cleaning up, the Tranquil member that led them here would return. Returning with a fresh crate of supplies. The three vayrons would help them bring it in and set it on the table and help them unpack it. 

“Thank you so much for your help today. We truly appreciate it.” 

“No problem.”

“It was our pleasure.” 

“We are happy to help.”

They would end up helping them take a crate of empty potion bottles to where they have more made. Not wanting to leave them hanging.