03-17-2016, 02:39 AM
Jebidiah had a solemn look on his face. At least he was pleased that the child didn't belong to the army. "Not sure where he came from, but he smells like the ocean, underneath some filth." He knelt down and pulled out some suture thread and a needle as he turned his water into a stool to sit on. His golem walked over to the boy and began peeling back the bloodied clothes. Lowering his spectacles, he focused on the injuries. "Good thing I'm a doctor. Now, if you can find some clean water, that will help." Focusing on it, he began to inspect the wound. "The wound is deep, but missed the organs and vital blood vessels." Setting to his work, he used scour to clean off the skin near the injury to prevent infections. He began sewing it closed next. When he finished several minutes later he leaned over and listened to the chest. Nodding in satisfaction, he stood up and stretched. "That should do it. He'll live. I found this on the shirt, not sure if it means anything to you, but here you go." He handed over a patch of fabric that must have been ripped from the shirt when he was injured. On it was a flag with a bean in the middle of it.