[ If Aymeric were capable of it, he would offer a great many apologies to his friend and the closest thing he has to a brother for troubling him once more. Estinien also left with him, having also received the same orders that he had, and so he was present when Aymeric found himself contending with the unfortunate consequences of drinking the blood of a sick animal.
If he had not already consumed the blood given to him by Lantaa and stored inside a flask, he would not have resorted to hunting and eating a rat, but he found himself faced with going hungry or finding an animal from which to feed. Unfortunately for him, the animal he located was not a healthy one. Of course, he did not notice anything being amiss until several hours later when a cascade of symptoms seemingly crashed upon him so quickly that it might as well have been all at once.
Perhaps some kind of fortune was on his side after all, as this happened the night before they were due to return to Ishgard, their training maneuvers complete for the time being. Of course, Aymeric does not feel fortunate at all, as the symptoms of infection set in. And by morning, it is quite clear that he is in no condition to be walking anywhere, which is where Estinien comes in. The dragoon sighs and gives off a show of annoyance, but it is mostly for show and not how he truly feels.
The contingent of knights eventually returns to Ishgard, and Estinien makes his way to Borel Manor. Along the way, he has alternated between pulling Aymeric along with one arm draped over his shoulder and carrying him for as long as he can manage. Now that the manor is just steps away, he has returned to the former, silently complaining to himself about this whole affair. Of course, he does not blame Aymeric for his present state; he is, however, just a bit disgruntled about having to drag his friend along like a sack of bricks, even though he is still showing more consideration than that.
Soon enough, he'll be able to deposit him into the care of others, if luck is with him. If the person who has caught Aymeric's eye is about, Estinien has no doubt that she will help, even if he still casts a doubting eye in her direction. Still, the alternative is not one he cares to entertain, as he does not have very many friends, and he does not wish to lose the one he has. If he had the ability to practice any sort of medicine at all, he would just as soon tend to Aymeric himself, but he is not skilled in that capacity beyond basic first aid. That is where the so-called witch comes in.
And when his steps lead him to the manor, he eyes the door, wondering if he should knock and wait to be let in or simply open the door and deposit Aymeric into Lantaa's care. He would just as soon do that, but he supposes niceties need to be observed, and so he raps on the door twice and waits for a response. ]
cont.
[ If Aymeric were capable of it, he would offer a great many apologies to his friend and the closest thing he has to a brother for troubling him once more. Estinien also left with him, having also received the same orders that he had, and so he was present when Aymeric found himself contending with the unfortunate consequences of drinking the blood of a sick animal.
If he had not already consumed the blood given to him by Lantaa and stored inside a flask, he would not have resorted to hunting and eating a rat, but he found himself faced with going hungry or finding an animal from which to feed. Unfortunately for him, the animal he located was not a healthy one. Of course, he did not notice anything being amiss until several hours later when a cascade of symptoms seemingly crashed upon him so quickly that it might as well have been all at once.
Perhaps some kind of fortune was on his side after all, as this happened the night before they were due to return to Ishgard, their training maneuvers complete for the time being. Of course, Aymeric does not feel fortunate at all, as the symptoms of infection set in. And by morning, it is quite clear that he is in no condition to be walking anywhere, which is where Estinien comes in. The dragoon sighs and gives off a show of annoyance, but it is mostly for show and not how he truly feels.
The contingent of knights eventually returns to Ishgard, and Estinien makes his way to Borel Manor. Along the way, he has alternated between pulling Aymeric along with one arm draped over his shoulder and carrying him for as long as he can manage. Now that the manor is just steps away, he has returned to the former, silently complaining to himself about this whole affair. Of course, he does not blame Aymeric for his present state; he is, however, just a bit disgruntled about having to drag his friend along like a sack of bricks, even though he is still showing more consideration than that.
Soon enough, he'll be able to deposit him into the care of others, if luck is with him. If the person who has caught Aymeric's eye is about, Estinien has no doubt that she will help, even if he still casts a doubting eye in her direction. Still, the alternative is not one he cares to entertain, as he does not have very many friends, and he does not wish to lose the one he has. If he had the ability to practice any sort of medicine at all, he would just as soon tend to Aymeric himself, but he is not skilled in that capacity beyond basic first aid. That is where the so-called witch comes in.
And when his steps lead him to the manor, he eyes the door, wondering if he should knock and wait to be let in or simply open the door and deposit Aymeric into Lantaa's care. He would just as soon do that, but he supposes niceties need to be observed, and so he raps on the door twice and waits for a response. ]