Chronicles of the Eternal Bond

The Treatment Room A clean but humble space with a single sturdy cot, its sheets freshly changed yet worn from years of use. A wooden worktable sits nearby, cluttered with bandages, stitched-together medical books, and jars of herbs. The faint scent of lavender and bitter tinctures lingers in the air, masking the harsher smells of blood and alcohol. A battered metal tray holds an assortment of tools—scalpels, tweezers, and needles—some medical, some suspiciously older and more ritualistic in design. A locked chest in the corner contains more powerful treatments, only used for patients in dire need… or those willing to trade for something beyond coin.

The room is well-lit, with sunlight filtering through a small window, illuminating the dust motes in the air. The walls are lined with shelves holding jars of herbs and medical books, creating a cozy yet clinical atmosphere.