you say i'm mad

Chrys' heart continued to race but he worked to control his breathing, to keep it calm and steady not only for himself but also for this poor man. If his own body were to scream out stress it would only make the situation worse. He could feel Bolla's fingers digging into his fur. Suddenly the man hit the ground and it took every ounce of self control for Chrysanthos not to immediately run over to him.

"nu...nobody helped"

"Then please, let me be the first." The man railed and screamed at him once more before curling into a ball of misery and then finally relenting. Chrys glanced to Bolla and the lemur climbed quietly down off him. "Ok, I'm going to take my pack off and get some herbs to help with," he wanted to say everything but instead kept it to a few items of note, "the pain, the swelling and any potential infection." He also felt a stronger sedative might help relax the man. He slid his pack off carefully to avoid a loud bang or the clinking of his jars and various items. Once the pack was off him he stuck his head inside, pulling out a wetskin of water which he haded to Bolla. This man needed to be washed but he wanted to tend to the worst of the injuries and maybe bring the man a little peace of mind.

He pulled out a small vial of wolfsbane soaked in wine which he gave to Bolla. It was a small and precious amount but if ever there was a real need for it it was now. The only way he'd really been able to make a tincture so far was to use wine. He had said he wasn't going to work on creating any alcohols but moved by pity for his brother Orthos he had been working on a wine now that he had Bolla's deft fingers to help him. She reached in and pulled out a small jar of deep red liquid and prepared to make a small tincture, adding only a few drops to a chipped ceramic bowl then filling the rest with water.

Bolla stuck her finger in the drink then tasted it on her tongue. "Well, that definitely helps with the bitterness." Definitely an improvement over vinegar. She walked over toward the man with her little jar while Chrysanthos pulled out yarrow, lamb's ear and five leaf grass.

"Here," said Bolla. "We put a pain killer in it so you don't hurt so bad." He was likely dehydrated and the water would help as well. She held out the jar towards the man's mouth and Chrys looked up for a moment from what he was doing praying their patient wouldn't not suddenly try attack. Bolla was deft and quick but it still made him nervous. The little amount of wolfsbane would be enough to ease the man's pain and also act as a sedative perhaps calming him down.