This technique has saved many lives over the centuries.

First, you disinfect a bandage made of Fess Fiber, and then cover it in an Elixir Root salve.


Player: "Interesting...."

Here, take these bandages and help those soldiers over there. See if you can ease some of their pain.

They've all been wounded by the Dredgion's beams or whatever those horrible lights were.

The bandages are pre-made, so this should be idiot-proof, but... just don't screw it up or hurt anybody, okay?

Player: Accept

Let me up! I don't care if my legs are numb, I can still fight!

Player: "You'll be back on your feet in no time, but hold still for now."

Everything is in a foggy haze....

I've never hurt so much in my life....

Player: "Just hold on, it'll be okay soon."

Please... take me to Pandaemonium....

I want to see that sky again....

Player: "You will, I promise."

We're still under attack from that cursed Dredgion. No rest for the wicked, I suppose. I will make bandages until my fingers bleed if I have to.

Player: "I've tended to all those soldiers."

Good. I appreciate your help.

Daevas may be immortal, but this means they don't take care of themselves. They don't understand that immortality doesn't equal invincibility.

You know that Cheska has a severe sensitivity to Aether, right? As thanks for your help, I'm going to give you something to help your friend feel a little more stable again.

Player: "Thank you so much."

Ah, this is wonderful!

I'll be back out in the field with you in no time!