knight quest: heal

It was another ordinary day of knight training for Saiph. He was studying to become a Lullay Knight, which meant learning all sorts of restorative and repairing magic. His best friend joined the Royal Knight ranks instead, so they rarely got to see each other during working days. At first, he often felt lonely without ■■■■■ by his side, but his natural curiosity soon made him be engrossed in his studies. The day often went by in a flash while he studied magic theory and practiced spells, after which he could return to the dorms and meet his companion.

In the morning, he went out foraging for medicinal herbs with his knight mentor. He was careful to observe the locations where herbs would grow, noticing that most of the plants favoured open areas where they could absorb moonlight freely. After lunch, he helped to prepare some salves and potions with the day’s haul. When the older knights were brewing tinctures with delicate glassware, he was assigned to watch the fire and make sure nothing boiled over. After the potions were ready, he carefully portioned them into durable crystal glass flasks for other knights to take on future patrols.

Saiph was on his way back to the Lullay Knight classroom when he heard a commotion near the barracks entrance. Looking over, he saw a group of Royal Knights returning after their patrol. ■■■■■ was amongst them, tailing the senior knights as usual, though there was an unusual grimace on his face. Saiph immediately approached his friend. He didn't seem injured, but…

“Did something happen?” He peered at ■■■■■ in evident concern.

The other Moxyn looked away immediately, but said nothing. He tried to walk off, but Saiph quickly stepped on his tail and prevented him from leaving. 

The grey-maned Moxyn sighed. “No running.”

“Mrffph,” was ■■■■■’s resigned response.

Saiph walked to face his friend and observed his face. There was an unnatural lump on the side of one cheek. Maybe he got punched in the jaw during training? “Open your mouth.”

“Nnnruhnrn.”

“Come on… how am I supposed to heal you if you don’t show me where to heal?”

■■■■■ let out a long sigh before complying with Saiph’s demands. He was very fastidious about personal hygiene, including cleaning his teeth every morning and night, sparing Saiph from the fate of being assaulted by stinky breath. This let Saiph notice that one tooth had become crooked, confirming his theory of a sparring injury.

“Uh… okay, I’m not sure if I’m qualified to treat teeth yet. One of the seniors can probably patch you up though.”

“Phhhine.” ■■■■■ was a stubborn student, but he knew when to admit defeat when he couldn’t tough it out by himself anymore. However, the blow to his pride would take time to heal.

Saiph led ■■■■■ to the Lullay Knight classroom, where a senior knight was tidying up after the end of class. Thankfully, the veteran healer didn’t try to tease him about his training injury, and went straight to aligning the tooth so that the healing spells would restore its roots in the proper position. ■■■■■ was also given a poultice to apply to the injury for a few days. Though, the dejected expression on his face when he was told he couldn’t eat sweets for a week was something that Saiph would not let him forget anytime soon.