<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/CorinneLorimer.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Corinne Lorimer (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1945676)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>"Treatement" chambers<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Blue Robe<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Disgust<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Corrine found herself lost amidst the variegated horrors of this upper chamber. Poor Eloise. If Corinne had time to study these implements, she might find a way to turn them to benevolent use, but she did not have the days, never mind hours, needed to undo the traumas inflicted on poor Eloise.<br/><br/>She whirled towards the door where the orderlies had been locked away. "No harm?<em>No harm!?</em>" she hissed. "When last I saw her, she was full of life and vigour. Your 'treatment' has rendered her an imbecile." She racked her brains. "There must be instructions for operating these apparati. A technical manual. Where is it?" She could hardly expect to cure Eloise here and now, but if she at least understand how the damage was done, she might one day reverse it, little by little.<br/><br/>She looked to Faelyn at her warning. "Then we must work quickly. We have Eloise. Do we have any reason to linger here?"