Meanwhile, in the bunkhouse . . .

[Torvallis!]

Torvallis! looked at the sleeping figure. They hadn't seen her outside of the bunkhouse for a very long while, and never awake . . .

"HEY HORNS!", T! yelled over to the tavern, "DO FAUNS HIBERNATE FOR THE WINTER?!".

Waiting a minute and hearing no answer back, Torvallis! began to shake the sleeping faun violently. "Described action: WAKE UP MELBA!", like he'd seen Volk do before to wake her up from a deep sleep.

[Horns]

Horns's ears perked up. He could have sworn he heard someone call out his name, so he put down the rag he was using to clean a table and listened intently. After a minute of silence, he shrugged and went back to his work. Another shout rang out. 'Melba?' Horns thought. 'Oh, they must mean Malva. Wait, they yelled for me, and then they yelled about Malva. Is she hurt? Does she need medical attention? Oh, rabbit turds, where's my kit?' With a panicked expression, Horns uselessly ran around the tavern for a bit before he saw his bag laying against the counter. "I'M COMING!" He screamed, running towards the bunkhouse while rummaging through his bag. As he was running, he realized he didn't know what the emergency was, and therefore had no idea what he would need, but the rummaging made him feel more productive.

He slammed into the room and with a feeling of dread watched Torvalis! shake Malva violently. He rushed over and checked for a pulse, instantly fearing the worst. Within seconds, he found one, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Torvalis!, she's just alseep!" Horns frowned and continued. "She's a very deep sleeper, though." He shook his head and refocused. "What was all that yelling about?"

[Torvallis!]

"I've been waiting months for her to wake up so I can learn some alchemy! Do fauns hibernate for the winter? I was yelling to wake her up, it doesn't appear to have worked", T! dropped the heavy snorer back onto her pillow.

"Do you think she made a sleeping potion so good, even she can't wake up? Should we be on the lookout for demon sausages? Has she become nocturnal? Are there such things as vampire fauns?"

[Horns]

Horns thought for a moment. "Okay, in order: No, we don't hibernate. She may have made a sleeping potion, but she never mentioned it, so I doubt it. We should always be on the lookout for demon sausages." Horns shivered. "Just in case. If she were nocturnal, we would see her awake at night, which I haven't, I'm not sure about anyone else. And I have no idea about vampire fauns, but does it matter?" Horns began examining Malva, trying to determine what might be wrong. "Hm... She's definitely alive, she hasn't been knocked unconscious, she's not bleeding from anywhere, she's not in a psychic trance," Horns looked up at Torvalis and confided, "Phineas taught me what to look for to determine that." He smiled, and returned to his exam. "She's not in alchemical stasis, she hasn't been poisoned, and she has no signs of any disease I'm familiar with. It's possible she's in the demon-sheep-sleep, since I never got to actually see what it looks like in the real world, but why would she be the only one affected? That doesn't make sense. Plus, none of the people we saw in the dream talked about people going back in once they get out."

Horns sighed, got up, and walked back to get a full view of the sleeping faun. "She just seems... Asleep. It could be a potion or psychic-y stuff or magic causing it; I have no way to tell. Or she could just be exhausted and a heavy sleeper. Or something else. Do you have any ideas as to what it could be, or what we could try? You know much more about magic than I do, and we have different experience with alchemy."

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{OOC: I'm not really sure what to do here, so I'm trying to keep the options open. I elimnated the things my character would know because of Medic, because it wouldn't make sense for him to miss that stuff (That includes trances, from the Medic skill description, but I thought I'd bring in Phineas for a little flavour), and I'm not really sure what, if anything, should be wrong with her, especially since she's not around to tell us what she might like. I hope I haven't eliminated what it should be, but I'm happy to fix it by saying Horns missed something or did part of the exam wrong.}

[Torvallis!]

(OOC: I'm happy for nothing to be wrong with her, just no one's noticed her about. I'll let Melva determine what's up! )

"Alchemy, alchemy . . . YES! I know some alchemy that would wake up even the heaviest of sleepers!", Torvallis! looked genuinely excited, "Come, let's fetch my alchemy set! . . . the one with the long handles!"

[Horns]

Horns quickly checked his medical bag to make sure all his loose ingredients were still there. He muttered as he went through the list. "... Swamp root bark, Athelas... Spider webbing," he finished. He turned back to Torvalis!. "Alright, lead the way! I'll grab my cauldron and whatnot from the Alchemy Guild area while we're out." Horns smiled, having complete trust in the fire mage's plan. The others seemed wary of Torvalis!, but Horns was never sure why; Horns had only ever seen them try to help people, like they were trying to help Malva. As far as Horns was concerned, bad, suspicious people didn't tend to want to learn how to nurse people back to health, or make poultices to make people better, and Torvalis! had asked to learn both. Thinking about how silly people could be to judge so harshly a person who was actually so sweet, Horns whistled a little tune and gestured Torvalis! to lead the way.

[Torvallis!]

(OOC: I'm going to wait to reply to give Melva a chance to wake up and not have T! make sulphuricly stinky explosions next to her sleeping form. )

[Horns]

{OOC: Alright, no problem!}

[Torvallis!]

[Nov 10, 8:00pm, slightly after last post and certainly before the Fire Feast] ( . . . so that we can reconcile everything)

Torvallis! arrived back at the bunkhouse before Horns did, and went immediately to Melba's bunk. Er, oops, they must be confused, Melba's bunk was over here . . .? T! couldn't tell in the darkness, and it seems like Horns had gotten distracted by Phineas, so they went over by the forge to sleep, hoping it wouldn't rain in the night like last monday. Fucking mondays.

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