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| description = A hurried letter addressed to the head chirugeon of Harbourside Hospital.
| description = '''URGENT: Request for Supplies''' is a frantic note written from [[House of Healing]] requesting immediate aid.
| 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 text = To: Chief Chirurgeon, Harbourside Hospital, Baldur's Gate
| book text = To: Chief Chirurgeon, Harbourside Hospital, Baldur's Gate
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Anna Lidwin
Anna Lidwin
| where to find = Inside the House of Healing
| where to find = * {{coords|-205|18|House of Healing}}
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| rarity = common
| weight kg = 0.05
| weight kg = .05
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| price = 14
| price = 14
| notes = See also:
* [[Healers' Ledger]]
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Revision as of 00:43, 17 December 2023

URGENT: Request for Supplies image

URGENT: Request for Supplies is a frantic note written from House of Healing requesting immediate aid.

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A hurried letter addressed to the head chirugeon of Harbourside Hospital.

Properties

  • Notes
  • Rarity: Common
  •  Weight: .05 kg / 0.1 lb
  • Price: 14 gp


Where to find

Text

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

Notes

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