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| description = '''URGENT: Request for Supplies''' is a frantic note written from [[House of Healing]] requesting immediate aid, written by [[Anna Lidwin]]. | | description = '''URGENT: Request for Supplies''' is a frantic note written from [[House of Healing]] requesting immediate aid, written by [[Anna Lidwin]]. | ||
| quote = A hurried letter addressed to the head chirugeon of Harbourside Hospital. | | quote = A hurried letter addressed to the head chirugeon of Harbourside Hospital. | ||
| book author = Anna Lidwin | |||
| book text = To: Chief Chirurgeon, Harbourside Hospital, Baldur's Gate | | book text = To: Chief Chirurgeon, Harbourside Hospital, Baldur's Gate | ||
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| where to find = * {{coords|-205|18|House of Healing}} | | where to find = * {{coords|-205|18|House of Healing}} | ||
| uid = S_TWN_Hospital_SuppliesRequest | |||
| uuid = 137d3a22-da29-4943-bbe1-e546cec772f5 | |||
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| rarity = common | | rarity = common | ||
Latest revision as of 20:15, 18 September 2024
URGENT: Request for Supplies is a frantic note written from House of Healing requesting immediate aid, written by Anna Lidwin.
A hurried letter addressed to the head chirugeon of Harbourside Hospital.
Properties
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Author: Anna Lidwin
Rarity: Common
Weight: .05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
UID
S_TWN_Hospital_SuppliesRequestUUID
137d3a22-da29-4943-bbe1-e546cec772f5
Where to find
- House of Healing X: -205 Y: 18
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To: Chief Chirurgeon, Harbourside Hospital, Baldur's Gate
From: Sister Anna Lidwin, Darkcloak, Reithwin House of Healing
URGENT!
Dear Sir or Madam,
We have reached dire times in Reithwin. War has come. Do you not teach that it is our duty to mend all who break, comfort all who ail, without regard for the gods they worship or the champions they heed? Yet our surgeon Malus Thorm abides by his own creed. 'The will of Shar', he might say, and I dare not argue with him - or any Thorm. He allows supplies to dwindle, leaves some patients' injuries to fester so he may 'study', and commands me to nurse only Dark Justiciars that seek treatment.
I beg you, Sir or Madam - please deliver us aid, so I might close every tear and cleanse every wound, even those of Harpers and Selûnites. We will humbly accept all you can offer: potions, herbs, sutures, even clerics. Help us to heal.
With gratitude,
Anna Lidwin
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