Kat's disappearance from the Sword Coast and her survival part 1
She left. Got on the first boat she could find and just sailed away from the land she thought she was no longer welcome in. After sailing a few days Kat had a fallout with one of the men on the ship, trying to be a pervert. The entire ship turned on her and she was thrown overboard, ending up on the shore of some forested land. Kat tried to find a town or anything but for miles upon miles there was nothing, somewhere in the forest she found a river, deciding following along the river gave her more of a chance to find a town or city. As she walked along its bank for a day or so, she suddenly saw the silhouette of something large in the dead of night appear, before she could even react she felt something wet running down her right arm, and everything went fuzzy, falling into the river where a strong current took her under water, hitting her head on some rocks, she got knocked out.
Awaking on the bank of a grassy patch, soaking wet and bleeding to death. She, as quickly as she could, started a fire to warm up, examining the arm that was wounded she knew she would die if the wound couldn't be closed quickly, doing the only thing she could think of. She grabbed a log on fire cauterizing it, burning every inch of it to the best of her abilities to stop the bleeding, the pain to much to bare, she collapsed to the ground, the log flying from her hand as yet again everything went black, the pain disappearing as she passed out.
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A dwarf with a magnificent beard reaching his belly button and long thick hair of brown, three braids laid upon his thick beard, short at only three foot four and with a heavy dwarven accent, a quite friendly voice, caring eyes, carrying upon him a huge golden encrusted hammer, who would later state his name to be Ag'grendel. A thin and tall elf with long straight blonde hair put in a low ponytail, high pitched voice, and darting eyes of hyper excitement and non-judgmental staring, carrying duel daggers each having a small red gem at its hilt, going by the name of Adrecan, and Handerteff a quite short human only five foot five with light brown hair and the brain of all the knowledge a library would have, his hair standing straight up pointing out in all directions, and a face not matching his mind, young features he almost looked like child, sounding like one as well, not using weapons as he was able to wield magic the best she had ever seen, with wards and spells of an enormous variety.Later she would meet the one driving the horses at the front of the caravan, a tall handsome man with blazing red wavy hair not reaching past his eyes, wildly waving in all directions, soft blue eyes like the sky on a clear day that would put you at peace and stick out all the more from his blood red hair, and a hearty laugh matching his loving, deep sweet voice, the leader of the group, the one who kept them all together happily, his name Sanderson. He fought with a fury and passion of nothing she had ever seen before, able to wield the power of flames, causing explosions of fiery destruction like the mightiest of dragons. He was strong, with broad shoulders, and every inch pure muscle as he wielded a huge bastard sword over six foot in length, but still not as tall as him as he stood six foot five inches.
They didn't have the supplies to help her wound, but they had found Kat by a dying fire, stopping as they had saw smoke rising up into the sky, they went to the source finding a long white haired beautiful woman, wounded and pale, sweat glistening on her skin from the light of the morning sun, unconscious upon the ground, finding themselves unable to leave her behind. Gently lifting her into the caravan, Sanderson ripping the sleeve from his shirt to tightly wrap around her wounded arm, she remained unconscious, but her body reacted in pain cringing from the pressure on her wound. They drove the horses to the brink of exhaustion, a bumpy ride as the horses galloped pulling the caravan behind with Kat slowly dying in the back.
She remained unconscious for two days, only once opening her eyes, for a second her hazy orange eyes, soft and glowing slowly looked from each man around her, only awake long enough to see each man before the searing pain of her arm already growing infected by the third day causing her to spiral in vision, her eyes closing once more as she grew comatose. Two more days passed as they finally were able to hear the chatter of a busy city, and smoke arising from chimneys and campfires. It had been five grueling days, the four men exhausted at this point as they had not ate nor slept, racing to save a woman whom they did not know, why they felt the burning dire need to save her life they were unaware, and never questioned it.
Kat was lost, within her own mind a never ending nightmare of terrors and demons, causing her to sweat in her endless sleep. Eyes darting from underneath closed eyelids, long black eyelashes fluttering occasionally but never opening, as her hallucinations within her mind controlled her. She never heard or saw anything until once and only once. As the men reached the edge of the city Sanderson roared with desperation, sounding tremulous as the group of men feared they were to late. "PRIEST!!!". "DOCTOR!!!". The words ringing within Kat's head, that deep, powerful voice booming through the street. Towns people from up and down either side of the street looked over to the monstrous man it was if the town went silent.
Everyone stared as Kat's limp body was taken from the back of the caravan, Sanderson holding her from her back and under her knees, her head limply laying back, her white hair like snow waving over Sandersons arm. As a young woman from the town saw Kat, her arm bleeding, the bandages soaked in blood and dirt, she yelled to Sanderson. "This way! My husband is a doctor!". She was short and petite, with short brown hair in a bob straight around on her jawline, a simple tan dress with a white waist wrap and small heels, she ran to the best of her abilities too her little cottage halfway across the town, a five minute run. He ran holding Kat, following right behind the woman holding her close to him, the others not far behind as they followed in a hurry.
They arrive to the small house, and she yelled for her husband telling him to be quick and with a small clatter heard from inside the house the door flew open and a lanky six foot man in brown jeans and a white button up with the sleeves rolled up, short grey hair, and a matching mustache looked to his wife with worried dark brown eyes and out of breath she pointed to Kat laying limply in Sandersons arm and he gasped seeing her arm ushering them inside quickly.
Running inside resounding clangs and clanks as bottles and metal instruments were pushed around as he searched for what he needed he motioned with merely a finger not even looking to them to a small room to his left at the back of the room. Sanderson quickly hurried to the room resting her down on a table that was against the wall and the doctor followed behind with a hand full of items putting them on a much smaller table beside Kat and pushed sanderson from the door, sanderson fighting it as he tried to refuse leaving. The doctor looked up to him saying in a serious monotone. "I cannot help her with you in here.". With reluctance and worry in his eyes he nodded and left the room looking to the three others staring expectantly to him.
It was hours later, the men had been pacing the room, the doctors wife, whom they learned was named Annella, had managed to get them to sit and fed them dinner and told them her husbands name was Rigori. After about four hours passed the doctor left the room shutting the door behind him, all four men stood at once, the chairs screeching a bit on the wooden floor, looking to Rigori for his words. His hands red with blood, he pulled a handerchief wiping his hand and sighed, "The infection was bad, I dont know what she did to this wound, but it got messed up severly. Most of my time was spent cleaning it, picking dead skin and what looked like charcoal and dirt!" Sanderson ran his fingers through his hair and the others sat, Sanderson stating in a calm, deep voice a tinge of worry seeping through his words, "Will she be okay?".
The Doctor took a deep breath and stepped towards them, his wife Annella walking to his side grabbing his arm and he stated quietly "I hope so, she is fighting, i'm surprised she has made it this long, dehydrated, ill, infected, and a massive loss in blood. It's a miracle she has fought this well. She has a fever, she is burning up, I will need to constantly be watching her, her wound needs to be cleaned every few hours and hourly I will need to wipe her with cold water to try to bring the fever down." Sanderson immediately spoke up saying, "I will do those things for you!". Rigori looked to Sanderson and nodded once sitting at the table and looking from one man to the next.
"May I ask how it is you all know her? What happened to her?", They all seemed to fidget at his words, each with their own unique reaction, Ag'grendel spoke as no one else did saying a bit quietly, with his own confusion, "We don't know her, or what happened to her, we-". Adrecan chimed in cutting off Ag'grendel saying in his usual high pitched fast tone, "We found her in the middle of know where next to a dying fire, we don't know why but we couldn't just leave her, we had to save her." Sanderson after a moment of listening sat at the table and spoke in a deep tone "We can't explain, why it is we wish for her to be saved so badly, but we do and that is all that matters, and we all thank you for doing your best to save her."
After a bit of chit chat and instructions from Rigori, Sanderson silently went into Kat's room and sat on a little chair by her bed, a bowl of water sat at the table by her head with a chunk of cloth soaking in the water, all of the doctors items placed beside it in a pile of items, how Rigori was able to work in such a small, cramped area Sanderson pondered for quite some time. Sanderson looked down at Kat examining her from head to toe, her arm was bandaged and blood seeped through the bandages slightly, she was sweating and her skin had a reddish tint to it, her chest rising and falling barely, occasionally making him wonder if she were even breathing still, her long white hair was sprawled out across the bed, and even as she had not been washed it still remained white as snow. Sanderson grabbed the rag, wringing it out a bit before placing it to her forehead, she shivered slightly but Sanderson did not stop as he carefully repeated the instructions he was given over and over in his head, he rubbed the cloth across her forehead and on each cheek, and blushed deeply as he wiped her neck, calling himself a fool for being so embarrassed. He could not help but look over her features as he sat next to her, and found himself attracted to the sleeping woman, he quickly looked away from her and placed the rag back into the water mumbling to himself slightly for awhile as if criticizing himself. He repeated the instructions every hour, occasionally more, dozing off here and there but never more than a half hour as he would jerk awake.
After two days of repeating this, Rigori coming in every few hours to change her bandages, the other men peaking through the door to check on them occasionally, Sanderson had dozed off, his head resting on the edge of the bed where Kat laid. Her fever had been broken and she was starting to look much better but she had not woken up, Rigori feared the worst that she was to forever sleep and would not awake. But as he was dozed off Kat moved a bit, her fingertips bending slightly and slowly she opened her eyes, she blinked squinting as the midday sun went through a window lighting the room, bright to her eyes as they had been concealed behind eyelids for so long. She didn't move as her entire body felt weak and sore but she tilted her head to the side and looked surprised to see sleeping Sanderson's face by her shoulder, she blushed and her eyes opened wider.
At that moment Sandersons blue eyes opened and for a moment they merely gazed into each others eyes, Sky blue eyes looking into bright glowing orange eyes, as if lost for words as they looked in silence. Suddenly Sanderson shot straight up and startled Kat making her jump a bit and she looked up at him. He stuttered for a moment before managing to spout out the words to her, "Y-you.. Y-you're finally... You are... You're awake!" He sounded flustered something not common for him, sounding unusual with a stature and voice such as his and before she could even speak he disappeared out of the room and she could hear his deep loud voice booming through the house "She's awake! She's awake! Everyone!". She recognized the voice as he yelled making her heart feel a bit odd. She heard many footsteps and blinked staring at the open door with slightly parted lips in questioning. All at once she saw six peoples head appear in the doorway, all with a smile and they heard in a soft soothing tone, with bright big orange eyes looking from one to the next, "Hello there.." She had finally spoke.
///////Part two will be posted later... possibly even be a part three we'll see how much I end up writing >.> Hope you enjoyed ^///^