Note: When you get to the ah’s, read them like one of those TV preachers who do fake healings. You’ll know what I mean.
As Ty and Julie approached the medical station, a boy suddenly stopped in front of them. Youre. . . he trailed off as he noticed Julies wound. He quickly kneeled down next to her now crouching form and examined the wound. Excuse me for stopping you, he said as he put a pair of gloves on. Im Raltz, a cleric of M1. I heard about your battle; well, I was there. Your sister, if I heard you correctly, seems to somehow have sustained quite the wound. Let me take care of this so you dont have to go through the work of receiving attention by one of the nurses.