[Cards] Ambitious Medic’s Box

Ambitious Medic’s Box
He hated the adventuring: the uncertainty of life and death, the lost comforts of home, and the walking. It was a far cry from his comfortable life back in Breezeport. Gods, how he missed having a bed.

But he knew that it was his job to worry as a healer and caretaker. His concern allowed those braver than he to charge headlong into battle: a kindness and responsibility they'd remind him of often during his evening smokes. It was a kind of comradery that was new to him.

So it was with a caring and poetic irony that he left his box and equipment to the group before they parted ways. Though he had returned home, he hoped that the box would serve as a constant reminder to them that even though he may no longer be with them, it would still fall to him to help his new friends come back home alive.