Dedication to a New Cause

Writers: Kaysea, Stasha
Date Posted: 14th April 2008

Characters: Ch'lis, J'gen
Description: Ch'lis shadows J'gen during a fall
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 9, day 3 of Turn 4

Omath let out a bugle as the rescue riders brought in a scored bronze.
He seemed severely laced even from a distance, and already Ch'lis felt his blood rushing with the anticipation of what he would see. Part of him feared getting so closed to the thread scored pair, but the other half of him was eager to help. He turned to J'gen waiting to see what the dragon healer would do so he could follow.

"Quickly - drag the platform across here." J'gen called to the drudges, and waited impatiently while they did as he asked, and brought the platform nearer to the dragons side. Suuth up on the ledge above them, looked down and commanded the dragons attention, while the medics climbed the platform first and removed his rider. "Okay, follow me up, and bring the redwort and the numbweed, first." J'gen said, waiting for the healers to debark and then racing up the steps.

"Always make sure your dragon links with the injured immediately they land, it makes the whole process a little easier." he said loudly over his shoulder. "Now the Thread will have died to ash with /between/ but we still need to wash it away to stop infection, so douse liberally with redwort to begin with, this will still them, so expect," he had been following his own instructions as he spoke to Ch'lis, but hastily grabbed the platform rail as the bronze reared up against the sting of the antiseptic. " - them to startle in pain. Then once the redwort has washed away the majority of the ash, slather the numbweed on quickly."

He stood aside and allowed Ch'lis to near the bronze's side with the pail of numbweed he had brought up on the platform with him.

Ch'lis was hesitant at first, fearing he would hurt the dragon, but then he shoved his fear aside, treating the bronze like he would have with any runnerbeast, with care and dedication. The wound leaked with the green blood of the bronze. It was nothing like Ch'lis had seen before. He was use to red blood, and reddish muscles, but instead the wound only glistened in greens and silvers. There was something disturbingly beautiful about the sight, but he cringed knowing the pain it must have been causing the bronze. He did not hesitate a moment longer as he slathered the numbweed onto the bronze.

}:It's okay Yasineth:{ Omath spoke soothingly to the bronze dragon as Ch'lis worked under J'gen's watchful eye.

"That's it." J'gen encouraged. The whole time listening in part to his lifemate as he talked to the wounded dragon. "We'll leave that on for a short time - enough for the area to be well deadened to pain before dousing is again in redwort to begin the repairs." He indicated for the apprentice to step back down the ladder to the ground. "I'll show you how to mix the sleeping draft, now."

Ch'lis had mixed sedatives before in the passed, but he knew dragons were different. Dragons needed a stronger dose compared to a runnerbeast, because of their sheer mass. It was similar to how one could not give an adult dose of any medicine to a mere child. Too little would have no affect, but too much could be deadly. He watched tentatively as J'gen measured the ingredients with his eyes before mixing them. The dragonhealer's accuracy must have been from turns of practice, to the point that he no longer required the measuring tools to create the drug. "Will I get notes later one how much of the ingredients I'll need when I mix the the sleeping draft?"

J'gen explain the dosage to the apprentice, as he added it to the tub of water that the drudges had brought forward for them. "Okay, now the real work begins. Wingsails can be tricky..." he began.

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**After the Fall**

Ch'lis used the cloth to wiped the green blood from his hands and to blot the sweat from his brow. The fall was long, and for a moment, when he saw the injured that he had treated he began to wonder if he could do this as a career. But he had _helped_ them, and because of J'gen those dragons would be able to fly again. "Is this what it's like to be a dragonhealer?" Ch'lis asked J'gen as he crumpled the cloth that he had defiled with his soiled hands.

"Yes, it is." J'gen nodded, eyeing the weyrling speculatively. "Why?
Does it put you off?" he asked, wondering if this lighter Fall had put the lad off.

Ch'lis shook his head. "No, actually. I mean," how to word it. "Some of it was hard to stomach," like the anatomical aspect of it. "But at the same time, there was something very rewarding. Like knowing that you're saving a life, preventing a rider from becoming dragonless, or giving a dragon a second chance to fly. I don't know," but he liked what he felt from the whole experience, and in a way it was very gratifying about it.

"So does that mean that you'd be interested in joining us, then?" J'gen asked, pleased that the lad had ended up with a positive impression of the work he had helped with.

Ch'lis scratched at the back of his head as he pondered over that. Was he interested in joining? He gave a final look to the recovering dragons, and realized "Yeah, I think I am," he grinned back to J'gen.

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