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[wierd]

I never got the chance for martial arts training. Just close-quarter combat instruction from army feild manuals, and only half-assed.  When I was younger I could have done the military obstacle course though. (too fat and out of shape now though.)

The best I can do is crack nuts with the base of my palm. But threaten to break my finger trying to break my will? Not happenin. Finger will break, but I won't.

[Gizogin]

[Oof, I don't like finger-locks.  I am, however, very good at resisting elbow-locks.  For whatever reason, I can slip out of them ridiculously easily.  As for breaking nuts with a palm-strike, that's all well and good, but I can kick an apple off my brother's head from a standing position.  I can easily kick higher than my own head; it's a little bit scary.  It's too bad that trying to kick is one of the worst things you can do in a fight.]

Gizogin and Lana discussed his position as the chief doctor in the fort while he finished treating the survivors of the crash.  Lana had apparently learned of his presence at the fort after stumbling across Cog Wrathhammer in a tavern in a village not too far away.  He'd been drinking heavily, and was ranting about how everything was unfamiliar and weird.  "I've been all around the world," he'd said to anyone who'd listen, "and I ain't never seen these mountains before in my life!  And these constellations, they're wrong too!"  Eventually he'd come to the subject of the Bay12 fortress, and the "insane, morally-bankrupt doctor-man" living there.  Lana, intrigued, had pressed him for details, and he'd given her Gizogin's name.

"So, you heard about an insane doctor living in a hole in the ground in the middle of nowhere, and immediately thought of me?" Gizogin asked.

"Well, yes.  Yes I did."

[More to come in a bit; I have an errand to run.]

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

While Gizogin was working on the general, an crystal encased in Mita's armor flared white for a second, and his wounds healed quickly.  He quickly regained conciousness, and began to rise, muttering, "Thank Mesm for the crystal his priests gave me."

Hey, I need something to do besides discuss meta.

[WillowLuman]

[We already healed him, I think. Without the magical healing, he probably would be up and about in short order.]

[Martial training? Well, I'm kind of a strange one there. Got trained up pretty well with broadsword/dirk fighting, stabbing is the most effective thing to do with almost any sword Used to go to archery range,  but I haven't for 2 years.]

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

[We already healed him, I think. Without the magical healing, he probably would be up and about in short order.]

I think only triage was done, and nothing else.  Due to being close to some explosions, he would have had some shallow gashes that were not tended to due to not being life-threatening.

[wierd]

The magical healing will keep his "beautiful long hair" from falling out, and from getting the radiation exposure rash. Weird just kept him from basically dying of massive edema (fluid retention) and mass-cell-death associated with extreme rad exposure.

Basically, the radiation damages a lot of tissues, but doesn't kill them outright. Damaged cells undergo a self-termination process called apoptsis, and in cases of extreme radiation exposure, large percentages of vital tissues in lungs, kidneys, liver and bone marrow will spontaneously die in a few hours to a few days.  This causes the buildup of fluid in lungs and body tissue (edema), and multiple organ failure.

Treatments for radiation poisoning control inflammation, and chemically supress apoptsis until the host can withstand the cell loss. Instead of a mass suicide, you space it out so the host can survive. 

Weird magically repaired the lesser dammaged tissues and coaxed accellerated turnover in heavily damaged ones, so that the patient wouldn't die, since we have a lack of medical means to supress the cell death.

He didn't completely heal the patients. Just enough that they wouldn't die. He was running on empty already. It was the best he could do given the circumstances.

It is likely that they will lose hair and fingernails, might develop cataracts, and will develop exposure rashes.

[Gizogin]

"So where is Cog now?" asked Gizogin.  "I've been meaning to ask him about one of the books he left with me."

"I sent him home," replied Lana.  "He's not of this world, and his presence here was unbalancing things.  Actually, that brings me to my reason for coming to find you."

"Hang on, what do you mean, 'sent him home'?  You sent him to another world?  How does that work?"

"Oh, come on.  It's magic.  It's really not complicated, you know."  Lana peered at Gizogin curiously.  "You... you can't use magic, can you?" 

"Of course not!" he replied.  "You mean to tell me you can?"

That got a laugh out of Lana.  "Well of course I can use magic!  I told you, it's not complicated."

Annoyed, Gizogin said, "Anyway, what did you need my help with?"

Lana stopped laughing, and was suddenly serious.  "Right.  Business.  As you know, we don't really belong here.  Our very presence is putting a bit of strain on things."

"What sort of things?" asked Gizogin.

"Oh, you know, the fabric of the multiverse, the space-time continuum, those sorts of things," she replied, waving her hand in a non-committal manner.  "Now, this ordinarily wouldn't be a problem; we're pretty insignificant in the grand scheme of things."  She put up a finger, to forestall the question on Gizogin's lips.  "Cog was a different case.  His story is tangled up in all kinds of world-changing events, and his world could be seriously harmed by his absence.  There's something else, though.  Something big is stirring up a lot of trouble, and I want to find out what it is."

"Is this one of those if-we-don't-stop-it-the-universe-is-at-risk things?"

"Oh, nothing so big as that.  Mostly, I'm just curious."  Lana laid her head back on the grass and looked up at the storm clouds, still lightly drizzling.  "Anyway, I was hoping you could give me a hand trying to puzzle this out.  Judging by that big ship that just crashed within your walls, I'd say you're close to the center of it all."

"Well, I'm not sure how much help I can be.  All this magic and multiverse stuff is a bit out of my range.  I mean, feel free to stay here as long as you need, if you think it'll help," he added hurriedly.  "Sorry I can't really offer you the luxury suite, but we just had a pretty big earthquake, and we're still dealing with the fallout."

"Don't worry, I'm not in any hurry to leave.  And I'm used to camping out, so that's not a problem."

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

The magical healing will keep his "beautiful long hair" from falling out, and from getting the radiation exposure rash.

Along with healing the non-life threatening gashes from shrapnel that would've had him remain there for a week.  Beautiful?  All I saw in the description was dense, dry, long hair.

The soldier, after convincing the medical officer, whom he now knew as gizogin, to release him, he recovered his weapon and began the process of cleaning off the components and making sure they were in working order.  Half of the ammunition was shattered by the explosion that had sent him away from the Slashdiver, and he made a mental note to create some more as soon as he could.  After that was finished, he searched for the fortress's militia commander to make himself useful.

Here are his stats, I'll give you the general's and the dwarf's when they wake up.

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Expert Marksman
Adept Metalsmith
Adept Weaponsmith
Skilled Carpender
Skilled Ambusher
Skilled Armor User
Competent Knife User
Competent Fighter
Competent Dodger
Adequate Striker
Adequate Mechanic
Novice Wound Dresser
Novice Thrower
Dabbling Siege Operator
Dabbling Miller
Don't ask about the Miller skill...

[WillowLuman]

[Gizogin, we really should go to that tower soon. Just need an excuse to leave the fort, and for a few of us to be in condition to travel.]

[Gizogin]

[Gizogin, we really should go to that tower soon. Just need an excuse to leave the fort, and for a few of us to be in condition to travel.]

[Okay, but I think it's the middle of the night, in-story.  As soon as Gizo and Lana are sufficiently caught up, they're going to turn in for the night.  Gizogin has the G-Bodies taking care of the three from the crash, so he's not going to be needed for a while, and he's also completely exhausted.  Assuming they wake up around eight in the morning, Gizo X should wake up around the same time, as should wierd (maybe; I don't know the extent of his condition).  That'll leave everyone rested up and ready to tackle the tower in the morning.  I'm sure someone will have a good reason, but I'm sure I can give Lana one if it's needed.

I don't know the situation with that info crystal, and how much of Hugo's attention it's drawn, but I think he'd likely have noticed the sudden appearance of a strange woman by now.  I think at this point she and Gizogin have been talking for a good hour or so.]

[WillowLuman]

[Still waiting on Zanzetkuken to write what the infocrystals say, my hands are tied until then. I just hope we don't get a whole bunch of advanced tech dumped on us, crushing any feeling of achievement for developing things ourselves.]

[Eric Blank]

[Have faith, for your sense of foreboding is completely reliable!]

[Oliolli]

By the time that you're ready to go to the tower, Oliolli should also be ready to go there with you.

RE: different combat skills & martial arts etc. I did taido (martial art) for some years, but it's years ago already. I've also had some basic training in archery.

Then again, this Oliolli isn't supposed to be me.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

[Still waiting on Zanzetkuken to write what the infocrystals say, my hands are tied until then. I just hope we don't get a whole bunch of advanced tech dumped on us, crushing any feeling of achievement for developing things ourselves.]

The crystal with the message to the general could only be viewed by him, so you do not need to worry about that.

The other one is viewable by you, but I haven't thought of what would be said in it, so I'll just list what was going to be on it.

     Throughout the crystal's footage, you would see the last few minutes of my life as I explained that the Slashdiver and the weapons/armor within it would be given to the fort, and that I wanted the core removed and placed within an artificial plane for the order.  As you know, there is not a chance that what was said there is going to happen due to the planes being locked, and the Slashdiver being destroyed.  At the end of it, I would tell you my actual name, and ask you to engrave it with you claws below my username on a memorial slab, due to my knowing that my body would not be recovered.  I am not actually going to write that here, so just refer to it as "Zanzetkuken's name" or something along those lines.  Just after that, I would enter the mist, and the footage would end.

[wierd]

[It would be nice to know what corner I've been shoved into, and how many drunken louts are passed out on top me in the pile. I am considering advancing the plot again.]