Day 1: Land Ho
9:02. Morning.
I suppose I should begin by introducing myself. It would be best to keep this short, considering how little ink I have left. I have to be sure to buy some more once I head back out into the city…
What is my name? You know, that’s a really good question that I’ve spent the last week trying to figure out. For the meantime, you may call me Doctor Noblesse. I left my real name behind on the sunny island I call home. Lots of palm trees and beaches. I could have easily wasted away there with the others in the never-ending revelry of court life, but I chose a different path. Instead, I stole away at 14 to study under a physician named Doctor Valeron, who taught me the art of healing over the past 5 years.
However, he noticed that I was growing bored of the island scene. All the while, I grew stronger while he deteriorated to the point where he retired …show more content…
That is the proper way to do these things. And never forget to wash your hands before and afterwards! This custom does not seem to be practiced on the mainland at all, much to my disgust. I’ve been carrying around a waterskin just for this purpose since I began training under Doctor Valeron. How this city hasn’t been scoured by some mass-spread plague is beyond me, with these ignorant practices.
What a start to this journey, no? Already I have performed my first surgery not a day after I arrive. There will be many more like him, I fear. War still rages on all over the mainland. Most of the tension lies far to the north, away from marvelous cities and their noblemen. I must heal those common men I encounter, but give no further information about my background, which I could not avoid doing so today as I handed that young man my clothes. No more. Still, it may be difficult for them to believe that a simple physician is healing them for
9:02. Morning.
I suppose I should begin by introducing myself. It would be best to keep this short, considering how little ink I have left. I have to be sure to buy some more once I head back out into the city…
What is my name? You know, that’s a really good question that I’ve spent the last week trying to figure out. For the meantime, you may call me Doctor Noblesse. I left my real name behind on the sunny island I call home. Lots of palm trees and beaches. I could have easily wasted away there with the others in the never-ending revelry of court life, but I chose a different path. Instead, I stole away at 14 to study under a physician named Doctor Valeron, who taught me the art of healing over the past 5 years.
However, he noticed that I was growing bored of the island scene. All the while, I grew stronger while he deteriorated to the point where he retired …show more content…
That is the proper way to do these things. And never forget to wash your hands before and afterwards! This custom does not seem to be practiced on the mainland at all, much to my disgust. I’ve been carrying around a waterskin just for this purpose since I began training under Doctor Valeron. How this city hasn’t been scoured by some mass-spread plague is beyond me, with these ignorant practices.
What a start to this journey, no? Already I have performed my first surgery not a day after I arrive. There will be many more like him, I fear. War still rages on all over the mainland. Most of the tension lies far to the north, away from marvelous cities and their noblemen. I must heal those common men I encounter, but give no further information about my background, which I could not avoid doing so today as I handed that young man my clothes. No more. Still, it may be difficult for them to believe that a simple physician is healing them for