Jacob
"I'm sure the healers can get him in... Good condition... Well as good as he can be at least with missing arms and eyes" *She enters the building as well, knowing very well that healers are very good at their job, a fact she has experienced many times.*
Clara
_The old man looks over the shoulder of Almann, looks at the girl, and frowns. Then he bursts into anger the moment he notices the missing limbs of the man. The old coot seemed to be livid, spouting how they're careless with the patient, blah, blah, blah. Almann didn't care too much. All he did was put him on an available bed and asked about the costs of treating the fellow._

_To stabilizing him it would cost some silver, for this mans wounds, which were grievous indeed, it would probably cost them 150-250 silver in payments he guessed._

_Almann watches as they look and diagnose the old man. A handful of micro-fractures, broken ribs, missing limbs, missing eyes, small amounts of brain damage, punctured organs, ripped muscles in his chest and legs..._

_Why did they just kill the poor fucker? He's more than half dead, basically a useless nugget now. Why didn't they just end his life? The more issues they called out the more irritated Almann became. Not because of the costs, but because of the inhumane ways they ruined this man and somehow made sure that he was alive._

_Almann would turn to the door and put a two gold coins down on the desk. The insurance payment if he didn't come back. Almann needed a drink and some good food for his belly. He venture had been a failure, now he'd have to find some other place to sell his stuff. In the meantime he'd rest for a bit. The scar in the palm of his right hand ached especially. Funny how that tends to happen these days..._
Jacob
"Where are you going?" *Ralki asks, she's not sure if she should stay here or just leave as well. She wasn't very good with matters such as these, because usually she was the one injured when she came here.*
Clara
_Almann jerks his thumb out in the street_
Robin
"They'll get him fixed up in an hour or so. You can see how busy they are. No need to take up needed space. Gonna find a good place to drink and eat in the meantime. We'll come back then."
Clara
_At this point Almann was guessing the time. He didn't really care how long, if they didn't fix him up by the time he was done eating and drinking... Well then no harm done. He'd sell some of the stuff he wasn't able to in the streets in the mean time._
Jacob
*Ralki follows the merchant, who definitely knew more than her. She wonders where they would go... Wait a second, she knows* "There's a good inn right over there, they serve great soup."
Clara
_Almann gestures with his hand_
Jacob
*It wasn't very far, maybe 1 or turn turns on the street before they made their way to the inn. When they got inside Ralki ordered a carrot and beef soup, which she claims is the best one they serve.*
Clara
_Almann orders the same_
Robin
"How do you know this place? Do you come to this town often?"
Jacob
"Yeah, I do... Sometimes I go to different towns" *Ralki mumbles, with her mouth full of food.*
Robin
"Oh really, how far have you gone around the empire? See anything interesting?"
Jacob
"Kind of! Some abominations, a necromancer, and stopped a smuggling thingy! I know, I'm great" *Ralki proudly announced all these things to Almann.*
Robin
"Are you that great? You don't seem that great to me..."
Clara
_Almann folds his arms and grins, looking off to the ceiling as he does so. Let's tease her for a bit shall we?_
Jacob
"Yes indeed! About that smuggling thing, it was me that was an integral part of the mission! Though it was all Barbins idea... Wait was that his name? Quadin? Firden?" *Ralki hadn't noticed that was a tease at all.*
Robin
"Oh really? _How_ integral? You sure you didn't just sit by and let this... Barbin person do all the work? Hmn..."
Clara
_Almann had to keep himself from laughing, she reminded him of some of the more gullible children he knew in the horde..._
Jacob
"I don't think so!" *Ralki doesn't think so*
Robin
"You don't think so or you know so? HMMNNNNN... I'm not sure I'm convinced..."
Clara
_He raises his eyebrow playfully_
Jacob
*Ralki thinks hard, what could Almann mean by what he is saying? Of course she was integral, she remembers this. And during that abomination thing she was also important.*
Buster
"Not really sure you mean by that."
Robin
"I mean, do you think you helped? Or were they begging on their knees thanking you for your amazing abilities?"
Clara
_Almann finishes the soup and sets it aside_
Buster
"Nah I don't care about that sort of stuff, I know... I'm super humble."
Jacob
*It was true she did help, but most of the genius was Sirdan.*
Robin
"The most humble, obviously."
Clara
_Almann puts down the appropriate payment for the meals and gets up to leave_
Robin
"We should go check on the poor bastard shouldn't we?"
Jacob
"Mhmm" *Ralki wonders if he's ok.*
Clara
_Almann makes his way towards the hospital, walking in and coming face to face with the old doctor once again._

_The doctor gives a rundown of his injuries, and the medical costs for his treatment..._

_Almann almost has a heart attack 6 gold? SIX GOLD? He'd get that back in a heartbeat sure, but he'd have to eat the cost first. This old man is already costing him an arm and a leg..._

_Almann hands the man an additional 3 gold and 100 silver as payment, asking the man how long it'd take him recover. Almann was eager to get his money back..._

_It's was going to be a while, but the man would be able to talk in a few days, at best. He apparently had the blood plague. Looks like Almann's hunches were right about the culprits..._

_He turns to Ralki_
Robin
"He'll be good in a few days to talk. To move it'll take him longer. For now we leave him here, I've already payed for the bastard's stay. In the meantime we can peruse town and sell some stuff to make up the time lost and the money spent..."
Jacob
"Of course! Wait... Time lost" *Ralki does not have a good idea of what economics is, or that time is money.*