[Order of the Adunih] The Greatest Enemy

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Mon Apr 09, 2018 11:16 pm

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"It is highly unlikely that we will find any more survivors at this point," Faith said. She was standing in the classroom at the Order of the Adunih, and she looked exhausted. It was rare for the young woman to look tired, she was physically able to just keep going it seemed and many of her peers at the Order had commented on it. Yet, this was trial five and she was running on fumes. However, she had to maintain just a few breaks more. "That means that we are not going to see more of the sudden rushes of multiple casualties," she turned a sharp gaze to a green cloak she didn't recognise who had been pulled in from Egilrun, she thought. The young man seemed to be about to cheer that this was not going to happen any more and Faith's voice, quiet as it was, cut over him. "Which is a tragedy because now we will be getting multiple corpses. Not something to celebrate." The young man hushed and lowered his head. Faith felt a momentary surge of pity for him.

"We are all tired, I understand. But now it is vital. You've all done marvellous work, truly you have. There are men, women and children alive who would be dead were it not for you. Each one of you." There was no doubting that to the earnest young woman. Each person in this room had saved multiple lives over the last few trials. "But now," she said, her voice low and quiet yet carrying across the room, making them sit up even though they were tired. "Now, we fight our greatest enemy. Infection. There are lacerations and deep abrasions, every cut, wound and open sore is a potential breeding ground for infection and infection kills."

She didn't need to tell them, they'd all seen it. Each of them knew, and yet she said it anyway because there were literally hundreds of peoples lives at stake. "It is relentless, ruthless and merciless and we must be the same in fighting it. That is our only option." Each one of them, and there were twenty of them sitting here, would have to put all effort into this fight, Faith said.

"And like any war, there are tactics. That's what we are going to discuss now. These are the tactics we will employ and there will be no deviation from them. If there are questions," Faith said, firmly, "Ask them before you leave. Once you do, we have to be doing the same thing or we've lost before we begin." She would not usually be so firm with any group, but these were a lot of unknowns and a fair few of them seemed to be rather star struck by her being "the" Faith Augustin. Whatever that meant. But she was more than happy to take advantage of it. A lot of them were young and they needed direction. Over the past trials, she'd seen them work well, but she had needed to be on top of them to make sure they kept focused and maintained the rules of triage. Galena and she had not really stopped in the interim period and the woman who had once been Faith's mentor had gone for a rest. Faith had more or less pushed her into the room with the small bed, before Galena had fallen where she stood. Soon, Faith promised herself, soon she would do the same. But first, she had to make sure that these green cloaks did what she told them to do. What they had to do and if she had to scare them a bit to make them do it? That was fine.

Frankly. Whatever it took.
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Teaching: Sometimes, you have to be strict
Teaching: Press the importance of what you're talking about.
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Tue Apr 10, 2018 12:16 am

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"The first thing is the need to be clean. Your hands, your arms, your clothes, skin and nails. Keep your hair tied back, don't cough into or near a wound." Faith was convinced that clean healers helped. The more that she saw, the more that she believed it. And, without a doubt, it did no harm, so it was the first rule. "Are there any questions about that? We have buckets of water and a water pump in the room, you wash your hands between each patient." One of the green cloaks put up her hand and Faith smiled. "Yes, Evelynne?" The young woman looked a little like a startled rabbit but she spoke. "Professor.. Doctor.. umm. that is." Faith smiled reassuringly. "Faith. My name is Faith, Evelynne. What's your question?" Faith's words were gentle and the green cloaked girl answered. "What if.. what if there are multiple casualties and we don't have time?" It all came rushing out all of a sudden, as though Evelynne needed to say it or run and hide and for a brief trill Faith just wanted to go home and hold her babies. Sniff their hair and feel her husband's arms around her as she did. To be somewhere where no-one needed her to be more than she believed she was.

"If that situation occurs, we keep them alive first and foremost. It's why we're having this conversation now. Save lives first, then fight infection. Does that make sense?" Evelynne nodded and smiled and Faith returned the expression, encouragingly. When it was obvious there were no more questions, she carried on. "Second rule. We keep all wounds clean. But not with normal, usual water. With these." There were, on a table behind her, bottles and bottles, jars and jugs and vases of what seemed to be water, but obviously was more than that. "These have been filled with water which has been boiled and infused with the strongest antibacterial, antiseptic, infection fighting herbs and plants we have. Wash wounds with the water from here. Nowhere else. Questions?" Faith looked around and there were none, for a moment.

But Faith was, in another part of her life, a teacher. A professor of medicine at the University here and she knew how to wait for the question that would come. There was a feeling in the room and she could not explain it more than that. Then, the young man she had spoken to sharply earlier spoke. "What if we run out?" He asked, which was a fair question and Faith nodded. "We have the kitchens at Cally's, the soup kitchens and the orphanage all working on keeping our supplies. I hope that will not happen. If it does, it does. We can not use what we do not have." The boy nodded and smiled and Faith smiled back at him. "Good question." she said and he grinned.

Looking at them, some of them were taking notes, others were leaning forward and listening, trying to commit everything to memory. Faith couldn't fault them. Not a one of them. They were, each one of them, doing their best and she could ask no more of them. For some of the people in the beds and rooms around them, it would be good enough. For others, Vri awaited them and for yet others, Famula would offer them the second chance as they remained in between life and death.
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Sat Apr 14, 2018 8:55 pm

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Those were the first two rules and they were the easiest ones. "The third rule, in the fight against infection, is that we have to act. It kills, and we are full to capacity. There are some people here this trial who will lose limbs because there are not enough of us to fight the infection in that limb for twenty breaks a trial." She sensed the shift in the way they felt, in the feeling of the room itself. It was like in the University when she said something they didn't believe, didn't agree with or which challenged her students in some way. "It won't be you. You're not doing that." She looked around, catching each gaze and looking back, her own eyes unwavering. "That's what you're thinking, and I understand you. But if that is true then you are making a choice. You are putting someone's limb over someone else's life." It was as complicated, and as simple, as that. "There are not enough of us. We prioritise people living. Better that three people live with amputations than one person does with none." It was a harsh reality.

One of the green cloaks put her hand up and Faith smiled a slight, tight smile and nodded. "Yes?" The young woman stood up and Faith knew the look on her face. She'd felt it, she still felt it. But she was also more pragmatic than that. "That isn't your philosophy. Save every life, cure incurable diseases. That's what you teach, we can't go around amputating limbs when they might be saved!" Faith looked at her and she wished that she could think the same way, that she could have not seen as much as she did. "Save lives is what I'm telling you. Save lives over limbs. Save limbs where possible, but not at the expense of other lives." The green cloak young woman shook her head. "If you had that attitude," she said, determinedly, "then you wouldn't have cured the Rot!" She looked triumphant when she said that, because that was, she was sure, a winning argument.

"All the research, every test and trial I did on the Rot was in my own time," Faith said. She looked at the young woman who looked somewhat surprised to hear that. "Because it is my job, when I am here to save lives. In quiet moments, where there were no patients, I studied. At home, in the middle of the night, I studied. I could not allow anyone to die because I was trying to find a cure which may not exist. First, the very first thing we do is save the life. Then, the other parts come." It wasn't easy and it wasn't what any one of them there that trial signed up for, Faith knew, but still it was what it was.

Looking at the room, Faith felt physically tired, psychologically weary and exhausted in her heart. As a slave, she had borne no responsibility for her actions, made no choices and had not a single jot of control. Now, her decisions meant that some people lived and some people died; that one person would not walk because she had to go and treat another.Just for a moment, she wondered if she had any regrets, if it was easier. She knew, though, as soon as she thought it that it was not easier. Because now, she was able to serve the best way she could. That was what was important to the earnest young woman and, as they stood and got back to work she watched them, tiredness threatening, just for a bit, to overwhelm her. Then, the green cloaked woman who had challenged her walked up and Faith stood from where she had been leaning against the table. "I get it," said the Darbyton woman, looking at Faith as she did. "I do. I get it. But I don't like it. I hope I never like it." Faith smiled and nodded. "Me too. I very much hope the same. For us both." But it wasn't theirs to like or not like, it simply was and so the two healers went out to where lives needed to be saved.
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Persuasion: Explain what choices people have.
Persuasion: Explain the consequences of making choices
Teaching: Sometimes, you have to be strict
Teaching: Press the importance of what you're talking about.
Teaching: Wait for the question that will come.
Teaching: Recognise when your students are doing the best they can.

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Comments: Faith is like jesus, I'm telling you. Girl has a heart to good and too forgiving! I love reading her threads because she's just so kind and it makes me... erm... have faith. I also like how she considers infection the greatest enemy, because it totally is when you have the poor medical technology that Idalos has. Infection and poor hygiene are like, the leading cause of medieval death!
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