Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-28718853-20180412093023

"A group that helps out the Order? Now there's a new one," the doctor says as she pats Reby's healed shoulder. She checks around the Werewolf's body for anymore injuries and it's clear that she's not only not too familiar with the Vantulos Band, but she's also finding it odd that a group like that would help such a pious faction.

When the doctor finishes treating any other wounds that Reby has, she pats her on the back and says with a warm smile, "There we are, a clean bill of health!"

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Dravela nods and pushes open the door. Inside is a small round coffee table that appears fresh. It has a cup and several apples that seem like they were eaten not too long ago. Up above, a figure hangs upside down from a wooden crossbeam with its condition just like the rest of the house. A Werebat. Peaceful snoring can be heard from her, blissfully unaware of the trio close by.