[X] Got to get those arrows out before applying your anti-poison: carefully remove the arrows and dress her wounds before administrating the anti-poison.
-[X] got to get her warm and fast: get her out of those clothes and get her somewhere warm as fast as possible.
--[X] Make sure to splint her leg.
We should probably leave the area quickly. Who know if people will search for a body.
I believe the implication of that vote is to use the Hearty Potion as a healing salve. Remember using it as a Salve increases its effectiveness with low-quality ingredients by applying it directly to the wound.
[X] Got to get those arrows out before applying your anti-poison: carefully remove the arrows and dress her wounds before administrating the anti-poison.
-[X] got to get her warm and fast: get her out of those clothes and get her somewhere warm as fast as possible.
--[X] Make sure to splint her leg.
[X] Got to get those arrows out before applying your anti-poison: carefully remove the arrows and dress her wounds before administrating the anti-poison.
-[X] got to get her warm and fast: get her out of those clothes and get her somewhere warm as fast as possible.
--[X] Make sure to splint her leg.
You carefully gather the girl up in your arms, making sure not to dislodge the arrows in her body and make her injuries worse. Her voluminous blonde hair, soaked with blood and water, sticks to you as rivulets of freezing water and blood trace twisting designs down your arms and soak through your shirt. Gently you carry her over to dry section of the bank, setting her down on her side so as not to cause the arrows to sink deeper into her.
Then you get to work, unhooking your medical kit from your belt and unsheathing your knife and carefully setting both on the ground. The medical kit had cost an entire year's savings but it was worth it, with this kit you had managed to save several people who'd either come into the forest to hunt, cut down trees or forage for herbs or mushrooms and had the misfortune to run into monsters. With this medical kit, you should be able to patch her up but you'll need to actually see the wounds in question first.
So, taking your knife in hand you begin cutting away at the white robe she was wearing, being exceptionally careful not to disturb the broken arrow shafts emerging from her flesh. Thankfully, years of skinning animals and the exceptional quality of your knife allowed you to work quickly, your knife moving deftly through the fabric and soon through the strangely styled. sleeveless shirt underneath. A flash of embarrassment goes through you for a second when you cut through the soaked linen binding she used for her chest but you stifle it almost immediately when you saw the state she was in. Oozing blackened flesh spread out from where the arrow struck in clumps and tendrils, following her bloodstream, until half of her chest more resembled a piece of burnt wood than flesh. Even if you healed her the scarring would be horrific, it'd take a Zora healer in order to reverse the damage.
Her top was a write-off, even if you didn't slice it to bits the pus and blood had thoroughly ruined it. Still, it also probably saved her. Even when she drifted ashore her clothes were so soaked with freezing water it must have slowed her pulse enough that she didn't bleed out completely and the poison didn't spread as far as it could have. While she needed to get out of her wet clothes as soon as possible and someplace much warmer than the river bank warming her too quickly could kill her. Still, this made things slightly easier on you since you didn't have to worry about her quickly bleeding out when you removed the arrows.
Setting down the knife you pull out a small mortar and pestle, along with a bokoblin horn and the Hearty elixir. Uncorking the elixir you pour it into the mortar after tossing in the bokoblin horn and then use the pestle to thoroughly crush the horn, mixing it with the healing liquid. It quickly becomes a thick red paste, the elixir bonding with the pulverized horn. Setting it down for the moment you reach over to your medical kit and pull out your "arrow-spoon" which was essentially a triangular shaped spoon used to hook onto the arrow's point and pull it out. It was probably the most well-used piece of equipment you had here, mostly on yourself and while you had an incredible pain tolerance it was not a fun experience.
Thankfully the girl was still unconscious so using your dagger as a makeshift retractor you begin to peel open the arrow wound on her chest to give enough room to insert the spoon. Milky, off-colour pus oozes out along with blood, and her flesh seems to almost disintegrate at the touch, feeling more like bread soaked in blood than actual flesh. A spasm runs through the girl as the spoon sinks deeply into the wound until you feel it catch on something, and you realize you're holding your breath. Breathing out you begin to draw the arrow out, blood rushing out of the wound as you do so. After a few tense seconds, it finally pulls free and you sigh in relief as you realize the people who attacked the girl only used broadhead arrows over other far more cruel types.
Now clear of obstruction blood was now flowing freely so take some of the paste and pack it into the wound. The elixir gets to work immediately, the bleeding stopping though you'll need far more to fully heal the wound.
But with the source of the poison removed you can now administer the anti-poison. Shoving the poisoned arrow into the ground you grab the anti-poison bottle and your knife. Quickly washing it off in the river you pull one of the girl's gloves off, exposing her palm. Then watching her eyes you slowly sink the tip of the blade into her palm. Blood-letting was considered by many to be a crackpot science abandoned for good reason and you agreed for the most part. Yet if used in a certain way it could actually raise consciousness in a patient, at least long enough that you won't kill her when you make her drink the elixir. The palm was the safest place for it, as you couldn't rely on her actually properly feeling it when you pulled the arrow from her chest and you wanted to get it done now rather than trying when you pulled out the other arrows as you weren't entirely sure how far the poison had spread.
Thankfully it works, and you see the girls eyes flicker slightly. For a moment you're certain you see unnaturally red irises, but you don't pause for a second. The moment she shows just a hint of consciousness you take the anti-poison and slowly pour it into her mouth. To your great relief, she drinks, and you can't help but feel the corners of your mouth tick up. When the last drop leaves the bottle the girl seems to relax, almost passing into a slumber than trauma induced unconsciousness. You almost feel a pang of worry, but the steady rise and fall of her chest puts them aside, the elixir worked.
She wasn't out of the danger yet, though, you still need to tend to her injuries. Washing the spoon out thoroughly you repeat the process with the two on her back. Both were deep, one just a few inches from embedding in her spine and the other just below the ribs. Both bled profusely as you slowly drew them from her back, staining your hands completely red. Only practiced skill stopped your grip from slipping. Yet both were out, which let you start bandaging her. The paste was applied liberally, you had to coat her entire jaw and half her chest in it but you had enough, and enough left over to hopefully address her broken leg somehow. You also counted your good fortune that you packed spare bandages, as you may have gone a bit overboard to preserve some of her modesty.
After a moment's hesitation to force yourself to get over your embarrassment you remove the rest of her clothes, which proves remarkably easy as her pants were made of some loose, easy to move in material. However, it does reveal something that draws a low hiss from you. The bone had broken the skin.
You set to work immediately, quickly cutting branches to use as a splint. Using the last of the paste you apply it directly to the wound before resetting, bandaging it and applying the splint. Finished you wipe your brow using your shirt, only realizing how filthy your shirt had become. You were soaked in blood, pus, and water. Still, you can't help but feel happy, the worst of her injuries will heal now. While she was still in danger due to the hypothermia and the paste taking far longer than the elixir to heal she had a fighting chance now. Packing away your belongings you kick the arrows you had pulled out into the river, where they sink out of sight. Then, after gathering up what was left of her belongings you gently scoop the girl up in your arms, carrying her back to your treehouse.
The going was slow, taking twice as long as you normally would and the girl seemed to be getting colder by the minute. You nearly cursed everytime the wind would blow through the woods. You almost cried out in relief when you saw your treehouse and Epona just ahead of you. As you hurried over to the ladder Epona trotted over and inspected the girl. Normally standoffish towards anyone, not you Epona seemed oddly curious towards the girl, nuzzling her slightly and giving a worried knicker.
Shifting the girl and her belongings so you could climb you rapidly ascend and burst into your home. You set her down on your bed before hanging her dripping clothes on your clothing line. Then grabbing the bed you drag it as close as you can to the stove before hurrying over to your trunk. Pulling some shirt and pants out you cover her major heat loss areas, her groin, torso, armpits and around her head before wrapping her tightly in your blanket. Not only would it keep her warm, but it'd give her something to wear.
You strip off your own shirt, hanging it up with her belongings before fishing out another and pulling it on. Then grabbing a tinderbox and several logs you quickly get a roaring fire in your stove.
Pulling up a chair you practically collapse into it. Everything you could do you've done. You had nothing left you could do to help at the moment. She'd be out for awhile if the elixirs healed her fully and you'd need to watch her until she did so. Looks like you were missing breakfast and lunch. Your eyes fall on her bandaged face, moving slightly with each breath she took and you sighed. Waking up completely buck naked in a stranger's home wasn't going to be a pleasant experience for the girl. Waking up after nearly being murdered and horrifically scarred? You couldn't even imagine how someone would react to that.
Still, it did remind you of something, you knew nearly nothing about the girl. How would you even reassure her? You weren't much of a talker period, but around people whenever you went to the village you tended to be quiet and stoic, only speaking when you needed to and then only short comments. You never wanted to say the wrong thing, even if you couldn't help yourself sometimes. A sudden flush of heat to your cheeks coincides with you realizing with some horror that you had never really interacted with someone you found... um, pretty before. Well, not since you were a small child when your family lived at the castle as royal knights, but you could barely remember that and you were pretty sure you didn't even understand genders back then. You cup your head in your hands as you recall something. Oh goddesses, you just remembered what you thought of her when you first saw her! She was half-dead!! The last thing this girl needed was you saying something profoundly stupid to her when she's been mutilated.
No, no it'd be best to be silent.
Still... this brought you back to your initial thought, you knew nothing about this girl. You figured she was Sheikah, and the Yiga tribe wanted to murder her. But why?You lean back in your chair, thinking of every detail about the girl to try and get a clue to the type of person she was.
Hmmm... well, she seemed to be athletic you think with a little embarrassment, she certainly had the muscles for it. Yet the only calluses you remember seeing were on the middle joint of her fingers indicating she used a bow with some regularity. She was also really pale other than a recent sunburn on her shoulders, indicating she hadn't seen much sun in awhile. She also had quite visible bags under her eyes now that you thought about it, it might have been the poison and blood loss but still, did she not sleep much?
Considering she was very clearly hunted by someone, though, she might have been only traveling at night for quite some time. Sheikah weren't exactly well regarded, even if she could probably pass for a Hylian. If she's an archer she might have lost her bow when she was attacked though the lack of quiver on her belt was strange. Actually, wait, there was something on her belt. That mysterious slate-like object with the Sheikah symbol on it. Why does she have such a thing? Maybe she stole it from the Yiga clan? Or she turned traitor to them and was on the run?
You pick it up from where you left it, turning it over in your hands. Was it a weapon? A fancy light? You'd never seen anything like- WHOA! The smooth dark part of it just lit up when you pressed it. Now there were little drawings on it, with various labels. Hey, it was even telling the time and temperature in the corner there! But, how do you get it to work? You scratch one of the labels- wait, it just changed!! You fiddle with it a bit more, and quickly determine how it works. Seems touching the screen allowed you to manipulate what was shown. Each icon seemed to represent a different function of some type. Three that catch your eye are Videoes, Pictures, and Notes. Should you explore one of them?
Also that the developers were able to make things that the vast majority of players would never even consider attempting work perfectly fine.
Like using Magnesis to push a claymore against the mast of a raft to push it through the water.
Or using Stasis to delay the launch of a tree through the air to give you a chance to stand on top of the tree so that you get launched into the air too.
Or using a ton of balloons to turn a raft into an airship.
Breath of the Wild is filled with ancient magitek created by the Sheikah during Hyule's golden age 10000 years before the game.
Back then, they predicted Ganon's revival and built a robot army and four kaiju sized Super Robots in order to make the jobs of the Hero and Princess way easier, which led to Ganon's revival being a Curbstomp Battle in the heroes' favor.
At some point later on, normal civilians became distrustful of the Sheikah, so civilization gradually declined and all the magitek fell out of use.
Selecting the Video icon the screen changes to a couple icons with some sort of still. They all had weird names like mov_hd00004, but beside each was a date and time. The earliest one seemed to have been made just over a week ago, while the most recent one was made just two days ago. Figuring it might offer a clue to why she was attacked you tap the most recent picture, only for the screen to go black as the Sheikah icon appeared, pulsing for several seconds until...
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"Oh come on..." A girl's voice spoke with a noticeable posh accent, as the screen became a closeup of bright red eyes scrunched up in frustration.
"Ah, there! It's focusing!" She exclaims, the eyes lighting up in joy. Suddenly the view changes, the sound of the case being set on wood making a loud grinding noise. The screen seemed focussed on a pair of legs wearing white pants that slowly stepped back, eventually revealing their owner, a young woman clad in white with long blonde hair tied into a braid. She was bent over, her hands raised in front of her as she made an L shape with both her thumbs.
"Okay, keep focusing... keep focusing... keep focusing..." She says to herself as she steps back with careful steps, until her red eyes widen and her face splits into a bright smile.
"Whoohoo!! Yay! It's working perfectly!!" She cheers, hopping up and down while pumping her fists. She giggles, practically skipping over to the base of a tree. She stopped, turning around and visibly composing herself, hands at her sides and eyes tightly closed.
Then she opened them, her smile more reassuring than overjoyed. When she spoke her voice was clear, without any stammering. "Hello class, and welcome to the first recorded lesson of a multipart series. The purpose of these videos is to provide a look into our world without ever leaving the classroom, from everything from historical ruins to the plants and animals living alongside us to current politics and government. They will help you learn of things you might never get to see from Kakariko village, or teach you a little more about things you might take for granted."
"I'm sure we'll have a ton of fun together learning more about the world!" The girl says with a broad smile, bringing her hands up to her chest with obvious barely restrained excitement.
"Now, our first lesson will be something I'm sure you're all familiar with, apples!" She says, looking around for a moment before picking up an apple off the ground. It had obviously not been placed there by the girl, as it looked to be a terrible specimen. In fact given her actions it almost seemed like she had simply chosen apples to be her first lesson because it was the closest thing on hand.
She holds up the apple for several seconds before continuing. "Now, apples are found throughout Hyrule, forming a staple food for both animals and people."
"The apple is a deciduous tree, generally standing 1.8 to 4.6 metres tall in cultivation and up to 12 metres in the wild. This is a wild Apple tree. When cultivated, the size, shape and branch density are determined by rootstock selection and trimming method. The leaves are alternately arranged dark green-colored simple ovals with serrated margins and slightly downy undersides." She explains, with a tone making it very clear she was repeating word for word something she had pulled from a book.
"Blossoms are produced in spring simultaneously with the budding of the leaves, and are produced on spurs and some long shoots. The 3 to 4 cm flowers are white with a pink tinge that gradually fades, five petaled, with an inflorescence consisting of a cyme with 4–6 flowers. The central flower of the inflorescence is called the "king bloom"; it opens first, and can develop a larger fruit." She continues, staring directly at the apple, speaking in almost a monotone. It was almost like she had completely forgotten she was recording herself and instead was simply repeating everything she had read on apples.
The skin of ripe apples is generally red, yellow, green, pink, or russetted although many bi- or tri-colored cultivars may be found. The skin may also be wholly or partly russeted i.e. rough and brown. The skin is covered in a protective layer of epicuticular wax. The exocarp (flesh) is generally pale yellowish-white, though pink or yellow exocarps also occur." She was pacing now, back and forth utterly fixated on the apple. Her tone what was once clear now was just a mumbled reciting.
This continued for several minutes, the girl lost entirely in her own thoughts as she mumbled to herself, her lesson completely forgotten as she debatted with herself. "Apples have been in Hyrule since before recorded history, but are they native or imported.... The monk Mo'a Keet wrote about them but... Gee Ha'rah said... hmm and it was written in plants of hyrule.... but that contradicted by the 5th edition... that myth talked about plunging a knife into... no, no Hyrule myths examined said that that was a euphemism. I can't let the class know about... AH THE CLASS!" She yells in horror, jumping almost a foot in the air as she realizes she had just spent the last ten minutes pacing and mumbling to herself. Blushing deeply any last appearance of composure was gone, and she seemed to be desperately trying to think of how to get the lesson back on track.
"W-well t-the apple as you know i-is consider by many to be a tasty, healthy fruit. O-of course research published by the academy of Hyrule indicates that the actual nutritional value of apples is quite low, with professor Macintosh- I MEAN IT IS VERY HEALTHY AND YOU SHOULD INCLUDE THEM IN YOUR DIET TO GROW UP BIG AND HEALTHY!" She yells out, causing several birds to take flight from the tree. Her eyes looked watery as she seemed to realize she had completely gone off on a tangent and her lesson was now crashing and burn.
"H-here! I'll eat o-one to show how healthy it is!" She states suddenly, voice high-strung as she desperately tried to salvage it. She then takes a large bite out of the apple she had picked up, chewing it in an exaggerated fashion.
Then she stopped, eyes going wide as her face began to turn a tinge of green. She looked down at the apple, and even from a distance, one could see the maggots crawling in it.
She threw the apple, hard, spitting out what she had bitten off. Then hand over mouth she ran off screen, the sounds of someone desperately pulling out a water skin and rinsing their mouth out soon heard.
"Stupid, awful, stupid stupid stupid disgusting filthy stupid stupid..." She could be heard muttering as footsteps could be heard approaching from off screen. Suddenly the view accelerated into the air and-
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You stare at the screen, now with an icon titled "Repeat" and an icon saying "Back" on the now frozen image.
That was... well... something.
...
Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.....
You set the slate down, looking down at the.... rather strange girl lying in your bed. Well, at least you knew she was a school teacher of some type now. One who was apparently trying to make recorded "Lessons" for you are assuming her very young students. She seemed quite young for that though, she was the same age as you.
A suspecian niggles at the back of your mind and you pick the slate up again, going to the note section. What you see immediately causes you to sigh, even if you didn't look through any of them.
There were too many, far too many with timestamps at absolutely insane hours. This girl literally spent all night writing down her observations and thoughts about the world around her. Some of them had word counts numbering in the thousands on things like Restless crickets and local rock formations for Goddesses sake!
You set the slate back down, rubbing your eyes. Well, now you know less about why she was attacked. You couldn't imagine why anyone would want to murder some scholar.
Still... there was something about her enthusiasm for the sciences that seemed oddly infectious. She was practically bouncing off the walls when she got going. She probably wouldn't mind that you weren't very talkative, happy to explain apples or whatever to you without taking a breath.
But... how much of that excitement would remain when she woke up? Or when she saw the horrible scarring on her body? You grind your teeth, hands balled into fists and shaking. No one like that should have had to go through such a terrible experience, to potentially lose that joy from their heart over it. You won't stand for it-
"Uuunnh...mmm"
The groan snaps you back to reality, and turn back to the girl. She was groaning, shifting in the blankets as her eyes started to flutter. She was waking up this fast?!
You lean over her, keeping a close watch to make sure something wasn't going wrong. But your worries were for naught, she was definitely waking up. This was quite the shock, the only person who ever really got up that fast was well... you and that was from years of hardship. She must be a very strong young woman.
A smile touches your lips. Maybe... maybe what happened won't crush her. Maybe she won't let it defeat her and continue on as that excitable scholar trying to make videos for her class.
She was blinking now, eyes trying to adjust. Red eyes meet your own blue, and your face breaks into a reassuring smile-
Then feels like it breaks as she pulls her arm out from under the blankets and slugs you right in the jaw.
