Where to find a healer? Oh, Isla...
"Of course," Jigano said, not as smoothly as he once would have, but with a quiet nod. "Things have... changed around here, recently. But we can take care of most minor injuries. Even moderate ones. And for anything more serious, the Rathskeller's mistress can use magic to stabilize a patient." Lucky indeed, that the bar and the infirmary were so close together now, and not just for the medicinal effects of alcohol as cleansing and pacifying agent.
Once he would have smiled at the play on words. Now he just tilted his head in acknowledgement of the phrasing, still too much a professional to let it go without notice. "Usually? No. But then, nothing is 'usual' about this cursed Long Night, now is it?" He hesitated then raised a hand to forestall answer, shaking his head in apology. "Forgive me. I am a bit... stressed. I do not mean to snap. Most people are either safe at home in hiding, or already gathered downstairs and hypothetically safe. Only a few are foolish enough to go outside right now, and most of those who have are here, resting and recovering... or are outside still." And the grimness with which he said the last made it clear that he did not expect them to need the services of a healer ever again.
He tilted his head again, though this time with a flicker of curiosity lighting dimly in his eyes. "I am Jigano. I don't believe we've met...?"
"Of course," Jigano said, not as smoothly as he once would have, but with a quiet nod. "Things have... changed around here, recently. But we can take care of most minor injuries. Even moderate ones. And for anything more serious, the Rathskeller's mistress can use magic to stabilize a patient." Lucky indeed, that the bar and the infirmary were so close together now, and not just for the medicinal effects of alcohol as cleansing and pacifying agent.
Once he would have smiled at the play on words. Now he just tilted his head in acknowledgement of the phrasing, still too much a professional to let it go without notice. "Usually? No. But then, nothing is 'usual' about this cursed Long Night, now is it?" He hesitated then raised a hand to forestall answer, shaking his head in apology. "Forgive me. I am a bit... stressed. I do not mean to snap. Most people are either safe at home in hiding, or already gathered downstairs and hypothetically safe. Only a few are foolish enough to go outside right now, and most of those who have are here, resting and recovering... or are outside still." And the grimness with which he said the last made it clear that he did not expect them to need the services of a healer ever again.
He tilted his head again, though this time with a flicker of curiosity lighting dimly in his eyes. "I am Jigano. I don't believe we've met...?"
