- Messages
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- OOC First Name
- Lin
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- 12 1/4" Bloodwood/ Cocobolo wood mix with hair of unicorn core
The day was glorious outside, it was still hard for Corinne to believe it was December. So used to the biting cold that would have been the norm back in merry old England. She tied her matrons robe around her checking that the St. Mungo's pin was firmly in place. Her time piece strapped to the inner pocket of the robe had already informed her that it was time for rounds. The few pregnant women that were in had already been seen to, now it was the hopeless cases with ridiculous magical ailments.
Her father would probably join her soon enough on the rounds but she would have preferred one of the other hospital staff. They seemed in awe and fear of both of them that they went to great pains to stay away from them as often as it was possible to do so. Picking up a file she glanced through it as the doors burst open, looking up she wondered what it would be this time.
Her father would probably join her soon enough on the rounds but she would have preferred one of the other hospital staff. They seemed in awe and fear of both of them that they went to great pains to stay away from them as often as it was possible to do so. Picking up a file she glanced through it as the doors burst open, looking up she wondered what it would be this time.