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Naraku · Jun 10, 2018

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Helping in the Infirmary
Rank: E
Type: Helper, Simple Task
Description: A simple task to help out the in the Infirmary of the Association or nearby villages. Not only with the treatment of light wounds, but also organizing of medical supplies and etc.
Reward: [ 1 L. Wooden coin | 10 Merit Points ]

Garl happily went for the Infirmary. He had no idea what it was meant for, but he knew he was going to help people. But as he got closer, he realized that there was something in the air. It smelled...sour, stale, and...sickly. The Infirmary was rather plain in its appearance, but then again, why would they waste their funds on such an unimportant thing?

When Garl opened the door, he was hit by a wave of chemicals. The Demigob scrunched up his face and continued inside. However, he quickly stopped as people started to scream and cry out. Immediately, several bulky men wearing plain white clothes charged in with angry faces. They saw Garl and took up fighting positions, but then saw the conspicuous badge on his chest showing he was a member of the Magic Association. They stepped back and returned to the patients to calm them down.

An elderly man walked up, using a cane to aid him.

"You there, are you here to help us?"

"Garl here to help!"

The man's droopy expression pulled back in surprise before it resumed its wrinkly appearance. He smiled softly and then escorted Garl to a relatively peaceful section of the ward.

"Usually, we ask the members of the Association to help clean the patients or fetch medicine and things, but seeing as you might cause more patients, we should probably have you back here."

The doctor gestured around the plain white room, but the smell here was absurdly strong. Garl covered his face and waved the air.

"Haha, sorry. Here."

The doctor handed a face mask to Garl to help him breathe. He then showed him the facilities.

"This is where we make the medicine that heals the people outside. We must make sure that everything is perfect, or else the patients won't get better."

Another man walked into the room carrying several plants. He sat down at a table and placed his ingredients around him. Garl pointed and cried out.

"Ah! Blue Vervain!"

The doctor and the medicine maker both made 'not bad,' expressions as they praised his knowledge.

"Elf lady at Greenhouse show me! Less swollen, sleepy drug!"

Both men chuckled at the simplistic description of the plant, but nodded. They were using it to relieve internal infections and inflammations through potions that people could consume. But in order to do that, they needed to crush the petals.

"Think you can help?"

The old man's eyes twinkled mysteriously, but Garl missed it.

"Garl help!"

"Good! Here. Follow what my assistant, Mr. Kun, does. If you will."

"Yes, Doctor."

The old man left while smiling, leaving the Demigob and the gangly looking gloomy man to make potions.

For the next several hours, Mr. Kun tried to patiently teach Garl how to mix the ingredients. He had crushing down to an art, but when it came time to measure out portions, he was prone to just upend the powder into the bowl. Mixing wasn't a problem, though, as he easily blended the mixture evenly. It would seem that simple jobs that don't require thinking were perfect for Garl.

"Hm? That's odd. I could have sworn I had enough for 15."

Garl became surprised at Mr. Kun's words and hastily began looking around.

"Oh no! Did Garl miss some?!"

The thought that he troubled someone scared him, but Mr. Kun just laughed.

"No, it is the opposite. I actually had enough to make 16. No? I just checked the report. I clearly only had enough to make...I see."

"Garl no see!"

"Hehehe. As I was pouring the mixture into the solution, I have to adjust my readings. The solution is never the same consistency, so I have to add different amounts of the mixture to make the same result. I didn't realize that the effect of the mixture worked so well today. As an added thanks for your help, you can have this extra potion. Not like I need it, after all."

Garl took the small vial of purple liquid and beamed at Mr. Kun.

"Garl thanks!"

Mr. Kun waved goodbye before returning to his report.

The assistant sighed and packaged the potions neatly into a box. He wrote across the crate in flowing ink, 'Belgard'. The old doctor soon joined him inside.

"So...is it getting that bad?"

Mr. Kun's shadowy face turned darker as he thought of his family still in Belgard. He nodded his head and handed over the report.

"Great Gods...has Lzarier gone mad?! If they try and start a war right now..."

"I am sorry, Doctor, but I might need to leave, soon."

The old man sighed and pondered for a while. he sighed again and nodded. He placed his hand on his assistant's shoulder before taking the report.

"I will go see if there is anything I can do. Maybe I can make a request of the Association, if they feel up to it."

They both thought back to the funny little Goblin and smiled, though both were sad.

"Doctor...I want to believe that I can be different, just like that Goblin."

"Don't worry, you are. Now then, let us prepare you!"

The old man slapped the assistant's back and walked away. Mr. Kun took a deep breath and followed. But, he hesitated once he got to the door. He turned around and looked at the place the Demigob had been earnestly working only a few moments ago.

How had the little thing managed to purify the mixture? No, had he amplified it? But expending energy or Mana just to infuse it into powder was wasteful. Who would put so much effort into such a small activity?

Garl placed the vial close to his chest, right next to his ID badge given to him by his leader, Gabriel. He couldn't wait to show off to the others. He was a little tired, but that was fine. A little work never hurt anyone! On the way out, one of the burly men handed a little slip with a sloppy signature on it.

"Here. Proof of work."

"Thanks!"

Garl waved again and practically bounced out of the Infirmary, ignoring the frightened patients. And just like usual, he duck, dodged, and tumbled around the cobbled streets as he evaded stupid warriors and guards who wouldn't give him time to show who he was. And then he heard crying.

Garl stopped and dove behind a large pile of leaves along the side of a building. He peeked over the top and noticed a mother holding a boy who was holding his throat. Food was lying all over the floor in a mess.

"You! You said the poison was removed!"

"Hey, lady, I can't guarantee anything..."

The greasy looking man with crooked teeth was hastily packing up his stall and running off. A look of desperation could be seen, even from the other side of the street.

"Guards! Anyone! Please!"

The man decided to only grab his money before running down the streets before the guards came. But the child's face was becoming purple and he looked...swollen.

Garl brought his hand up to the vial he just got and almost debated about whether or not to use it. However, the thought never made it to his head as he dashed forward, nearly causing the mom to faint from fear.

"AAH! MONSTER!"

Unlike the previous yell, this one caught many people's attention. People began running and screaming for help. Garl reached into his shirt and revealed the vial.

"Less swollen, sleepy drug!"

The mother looked at Garl with an incredulous expression before gulping down her saliva. She timidly grabbed the vial and smelled it first. Then she took a sip. She flinched at the medicinal flavor, but felt relief in her heart. She poured the rest down her child's throat and thanked Garl profusely.

"Garl help!"

The woman chuckled with exhaustion and noticed she couldn't get up. She looked towards the funny Goblin and pleaded with her eyes. She didn't know how to say it. Sure, the medicine was enough for now, it would give her child a few hours, but they needed to get to the Infirmary and she couldn't move! She was too frightened just a moment ago!

"G-garl?"

"Yes!"

"We need...to go to the Infirmary...do you know where that is?"

She was afraid. She wanted to be told everything was alright, but no one else was nearby as they were scared off by people screaming about monsters.

"Yes! Garl just left there!"

He walked off towards the direction of the Infirmary, not realizing the lady was not moving. When he noticed she wasn't following him, he returned to her and looked at her oddly.

"No move?"

She shook her head weakly. She pulled her child closer as tears began to stream down her eyes. Now she couldn't even speak!

"Garl help!"

Without a word, he picked the woman and the child up and began walking to the Infirmary. He held her in his arms while she held her son in hers. It would have looked romantic if it were her husband, but right now, she wasn't even thinking of that. Her nerves were shot and she didn't even realize what was going on. She was focused entirely on her son's well-being.

Thankfully, some guards arrived. They had to stay back so as to not hurt the two people, but that gave Garl enough time to show off his badge. The mother was surprised, but extremely relieved. She felt stupid for judging, but anyone would have been in the same situation. The child was saved and the guards were on the lookout for the stall owner that didn't follow procedures.

But now many people looked at Garl differently. He wasn't harassed the entire way back to the Association.

Summary:
Gained a Weak Antidote
Completed Task!
Used a Weak Antidote

@Naraku
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"Mmm... are you alright ?" After knowing what happened while Garl was trying to complete his task, Umbrum's face twisted before bowing to him, his voice carried out a tint of guilt mixed with helplessness as this situation couldn't be changed so easily. "I am sorry ! I completely disregarded your race and didn't warn you about eventual discriminations !" At this moment, due to bowing, his glasses almost slipped out from his nose as he was going to continue.

"I... Oh-" Catching his falling glasses, Umbrum sighed and held his head down before brightening it up and see it from another light, wouldn't the society would be better if they didn't judge at sight ? So wasn't what Garl experienced a good way to improve the common people's mentality ? At least, the people who treated Garl as a monster should be feeling ashamed or sorry by now.

Suddenly coughing, Umbrum decided to change the subject as he immediately retrieved the rewards, if he was allowed to, he would have given an extra... if he could. Wait, wasn't Sorgre currently away ? So maybe... He shooked his head and decided to stick to the rule while feeling disheartened.
"Anyway ! Here is your rewards, 1 L.Wooden Coin and 10 Merits ! If you need any help or get into any trouble, don't hesitate to ask me, I will try to help as much as I can ! And... I hope that in the next task, nothing like that will happen again !"

OOC: Sorry sorry for being one day late~
Naisu~ the report is nice, I should have expected that since Garl is a goblin~
I will wait for the next one~

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