The Gryphon Guard Tavern & Inn

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan stood at a table, a bottle of ale and two glasses placed upon its surface. He looked ill. Very ill.

His clothing was disheveled, as was his beard.

It didn't look good for Dugan at all. His illness could explain a great deal of his absences lately.

[John Groves]

A man in green and read wearing a black headband walks into the tavern.  Seeing the sickly man he walks up to him.  The figure has no weapons but is carrying a few gas globes in his hand and glow in both hands, wears a bright red belt that is full of potions.  He is wearing 2 bags both of which are a forest shade of green, and a black leather pouch that hangs almost to his back.  Walking up to the sickly figure Decan extends his hand which is wearing odd gloves.  In a close to gypsy accent he speaks "Names Decan, i understand you have a problem and dont wish to rez to get rid of it.  I will need 3 clean rags, 2 buckets of wather, and you to remove your shirts and lay on the table so that the infection is facing the sky."

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan turned and looked the man over.

"Rags are on counter in the kitchen, Sinks over to the right at the back or a smaller one on the left."

Dugan moved slowly, clearing the glasses away. As he did so he entered into the kitchen. "We can begin in a moment. I'd rather we do this away from any surfaces people eat upon.

With that he set up a table on the far side of the tavern. He then sat beside it waiting for the Doctor to prepare things.

"I'm Dugan Griffin, by the way."

[John Groves]

"Dugan, my full name is Decan McGreggar, I have taken the profession of a Doctor.  Noticing your a Dwarf i need to ask you,  the procedure will be painful.  Do you wish not to feel it?"  As he is talking he opens the black pouch and pulls out surgical tools and starts cleaning them one by one.  When he talked he has a very serious attitude about him.

[ZandoranDugan]

"Pain is necessary. I need to know that your doing your job Mr. McGreggar."

Dugan climbed up on the table and laid on his stomach.

[John Groves]

Decan begins the examination, "Aye, your choice, odd you have a creature growing on your back,  I will attempt to remove the infection.  Here put this in your mouth.  It will prevent you from accidently biting your tongue off."  He pulls out a rope about a foot long and hands it to Dugan.

Decan begins to cut the creature out of Dugan's back....it is very painful.......

(OOG: will have to wait till after Eric gets back to me about the rest.   )

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan took the rope and quickly bit down on it. Soon, he was in a world of nothing but pain, screaming horrific pain.

He though, made little noises, grunting and growling.

(OOG: That is fine.)

[John Groves]

Over an hour later and a lot of pain and suffering for Dugan,  Decan removes the infection.  the infection seems to be alot of salamander type creatures.  casting a heal spell into Dugan, Decan seals the wound.  After he is done Decan shows Dugan the creatures that were the infection.  There is 3 red, 3 grey, 1 blue, 1 Green, 1 black, and one albino white.  Decan throws a gas globe into the black one and it drops over.  Not long after that he gathers the rest up and says

"I think the elders of this area need to see these things."

And he paralysis' the rest of them.

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan had never felt such pain, but had remained mostly quiet. Now he saw what had caused the pain and shivered.

"What are they Decan?"

He stood and and gathered his shirt, which he tossed into the fireplace and then lit afire.

[John Groves]

"some sort of Salamander, studying them may answer what they are.  by the way how are you feeling?  The pain will go away soon."  Decan gatheers up the salamanders and places them in a large bag he carrys with him.  (Bag is rendered)

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan stood and took a huge swig from a bottle of completely clear liquid.

"Moon Fire will kill the pain. Give me a moment to dress and I'll walk with you."

Dugan was gone abut 5 minutes, then came out with a shirt and over vest on, his belt around his waist and his short sword secured to his person.

He still looked ill, but he was beginning to feel stronger.

"So, Decan, why did you revert to such methods of..umm..healing? I thought most were healed by Scholars now and days?"

[John Groves]

"most wouldnt believe it but i am a scholar.  I use to be all about alchemy then a friend of mine suffered his perminant death, it hit me hard.  So i got a spirit forge and had my skills rethought to a doctor.  It took me a while but i soon learned that there are problems out there that people suffer that doesnt seem to be cured by alchemy or earth magic.  So i go from land to land and keep an eye on the trees for those that need my skills.  In my opinion anything is better then rezzing, if a cure can be found then thats better then taking the chance to perm."  Decan starts walking with Dugan "Any idea who in town may have a clue to exactly what these are?  Maybe Crie or the other bar tender......cant think of his name."

[ZandoranDugan]

"There is no other bar tender."

Dugan walked with Decan at an even pace.

"Garren helps, but he is my indebted servant. I own the Tavern."

[John Groves]

"I ment that strange fello over at the Will o' wisp?"