Welcome, to our Abbey!

[Ashleg]

OOC-
So should I have the Abbot or Roscoe do something? ;v;

[Lady Amber]

OOC: I guess.

[Ashleg]

Abbot Litho opened the door to where Asher was, his eyes widening in dismay.
The young mouse adjusted his glasses and gazed at the squirrel.
"Are you alright? I heard you were shot by an arrow."

[Hickory]

Asher felt a flash of anger. He certainly didn't look alright. "I'll be fine, Abbot. I just need your healer to get the arrow out and bandage the wound."

[Ashleg]

Litho nodded once, feeling a bit stung by his tone but deciding to keep that to himself.
"Ah, well I'm sure the Infirmary Sister will get here soon..." He awkwardly shifted his paws behind his behind his back. He wanted to help, but in reality he had no idea how to heal. The results would probably be nightmarish.
Roscoe kept trying to see into the room, but the Abbot was in the way.

[Hickory]

OOC: Oh, by the way, Scartooth, ayou never said if you were fine with the time skip. (I'm only asking because I don't know if you want to do something with your charries)

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Oh, whoops!
Yes, I'm fine with that.

[Lady Amber]

OOC: Sooo, are we going to continue this thing?

[Ashleg]

OOC-
I'd like to...I'm still waiting for a reply to my last IC post.

[Hickory]

Asher took a seat on one of the Infirmary beds as the Infirmary Sister came in.

OOC: Can someone else be the Sister?

[Lady Amber]

OOC: I thought we were going to do a time skip, but if not, I'm fine with that. Anyway, I don't particularly want to play the Infirmary Sister, 'cause I'm not really sure what to make her do, seeing as I have no idea how to heal an arrow wound.

[Hickory]

OOC: Cleanse it, remove the shaft, and then CAREFULLY extract the arrowhead. That's my guess.

[Ashleg]

OOC-
I thought we already did a timeskip over that....Like what Amber said...

[Hickory]

OOC: Ok, so we timeskip. 

[Lady Amber]

OOC: Alright, but what are we going to do in the RP now?