<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The Charolette<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Light Crimson Sarong covering legs and hips, black silk sash "covering" her chest<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Tough decision<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Eloise, Emma, Margaret Hotspur<br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa flinched at the noises Emma made as she fumbled at trying to help. She was no medical practitioner and the movements of the ship made the work even worse. As they tumbled and tossed she did her best to try and keep steady, or at least to not be pummeled by debris. She grunted as Eloise touched her, unsteadily shifting to her feet as she panted and paused as the lantern illuminated the room, nodding, "Get them to the boats. I'll try and help who i can."<br/><br/>She stumbled as fast as she could to the Deckhouse proper, looking around for Brigitte, moving debris aside before trying to bind and care for her wound.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Medical test roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-07-29 04:00:32, TheLaughingOne (uid: 60096) rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138202)<br/>No future in medical assistance...</div></div>