[ Eilonwy has some experience bandaging wounds, having nursed her own scraped knees and the deeper cuts of the battle hurt. So when medical help is needed, she's quick to pitch in, and she takes her work seriously. Except her knowledge is limited to salves and certain herbs, and much of the equipment she sees here is well beyond her expertise.
She is a little distraught at this, but does her best to not let the panic rise to her face. ]
I need bark from the tree of ywen. Can someone fetch it for me?
[ Any help with the Frysh woman who has a broken arm would otherwise be appreciated. ]
ii. magnets
[ Eilonwy has been magnetized, and is growing frustrated with it. It's no fun being tossed and turned as if on a boat, but never going anywhere. After a few minutes of valiant struggle, she trips and falls flat in front of a random passerby. Maybe she was repelled by a nearby Frysh child, or maybe this stranger is magnetized themselves. In any case, it's not the fall that has her worried. ]
Oh, my bauble! [ And sure enough, she's dropped a small ball, which rolls along the ground to rest at your feet. ] Could you pick it up for me?
iii. exit
[ Maybe you're a member of the perimeter guard, or maybe you're just on a supply run. Regardless, on the edge of the quarantine, you've somehow acquired a straggler. It's a teenage girl with long red gold hair, carrying a small golden ball. ]
Thank you ever so much for helping me escape. I was growing so bored.
[ She surveys the land before her and starts walking toward the woods. ]
Well, what are we waiting for? [ It might be the fact that no one ever agreed to take Eilonwy anywhere. ] It doesn't do to dawdle.
eilonwy | the chronicles of prydain
[ Eilonwy has some experience bandaging wounds, having nursed her own scraped knees and the deeper cuts of the battle hurt. So when medical help is needed, she's quick to pitch in, and she takes her work seriously. Except her knowledge is limited to salves and certain herbs, and much of the equipment she sees here is well beyond her expertise.
She is a little distraught at this, but does her best to not let the panic rise to her face. ]
I need bark from the tree of ywen. Can someone fetch it for me?
[ Any help with the Frysh woman who has a broken arm would otherwise be appreciated. ]
ii. magnets
[ Eilonwy has been magnetized, and is growing frustrated with it. It's no fun being tossed and turned as if on a boat, but never going anywhere. After a few minutes of valiant struggle, she trips and falls flat in front of a random passerby. Maybe she was repelled by a nearby Frysh child, or maybe this stranger is magnetized themselves. In any case, it's not the fall that has her worried. ]
Oh, my bauble! [ And sure enough, she's dropped a small ball, which rolls along the ground to rest at your feet. ] Could you pick it up for me?
iii. exit
[ Maybe you're a member of the perimeter guard, or maybe you're just on a supply run. Regardless, on the edge of the quarantine, you've somehow acquired a straggler. It's a teenage girl with long red gold hair, carrying a small golden ball. ]
Thank you ever so much for helping me escape. I was growing so bored.
[ She surveys the land before her and starts walking toward the woods. ]
Well, what are we waiting for? [ It might be the fact that no one ever agreed to take Eilonwy anywhere. ] It doesn't do to dawdle.