"Okay, if you're up for it we can do some scouting later. A runner carrying you around to try and locate it. No need to rush this and screw it up like a newbie's first time fighting for real."

"I'm not a very combat oriented angel." Sigh.

"No giant flaming swords? Sure, makes sense. Takes all kinds. Okay, we can work with that. The city guard elites will do any fighting, if fighting is to be had. Your role will be... Demon detector. Unless you have purification, to exorcise it?"

"I can manage the appropriate configuration of White, Silver, and Grey mana for an exorcism. Not entirely without risk, but since we already have one demon..."

The guard captain nods.

"Hopefully we can resolve everything without issue."

"Thank you, Eirwynne."

The rest of the trip to the hospital is one of forced calm. It's a stone building right up next to an impressively high wall, more people patrolling on top of it. The Captain talks to one of the nurses for a bit, and then they can go around and try to heal people. Mostly drakes, humans after that, plus one bird-person and one person who seems to be made of plants. They skip a couple, who apparently want to heal the long way.

She has enough Favor to cover them all; Healing people in need seems to give most of what she spends on it back, anyway.

It's nice how that works! She hums to herself while she goes around miracling people better.

The guard captain vanishes, passing her off to a medic-sergeant instead. Eirwynne asks people how they got injured and receives answers. Mostly 'fighting a monster', usually goblins. (Sometimes goblins are referred to as monsters, sometimes as bandits. They sound smart, people mention them pulling flanking and ambushes and using spears.) Couple of training accidents. Couple of 'was breaking up a fight'. One person, pretty badly burned, was apparently a victim of splash damage when someone threw a grenade at a rock crab's hard outer shell. They were trying to get it under the shell between attacks, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

One of the nurses is another doll-person. They're - He? He's very good with his sutures. (She's only being shown around to angel at the severe injuries of guards. There are some civilians, and less-injured people too.)

Can she maybe hit the civilians too?

"I have no objection, if people are willing, but we can't pay you for healing civilians," the medic-guard says.

"Who pays for their non-angelic treatment?"

"Themselves. Or their families, or teammates. We don't have any badly injured adventurers who were hurt defending Liscor right now, or we could pay you to heal them, too."

Do any of them look like they want to pay her?

Some of them will offer to pay her for healing! (A few of them will mutter quietly that angels charging for miracles is a new one.) Not as much as she was getting paid for the guards, mostly. This old-looking Drake with white scales and glasses and lots of books in his little hospital room mentions that rich injured people have private doctors attending them in their homes.

"Some angels have probably taken vows of charity. I considered it but went with other things instead." She will heal for token payments and anything that looks really gnarly.

This will take a while!

The Liscor Guard is keeping a small crowd at bay out front when she's done! The captain approaches her again, carrying something much bigger than a pouch but not quite a proper sack. A purse, maybe. It clinks heavily as it's handed over to her.

"Thank you." She waves a bit at the crowd.

"Liscor pays its people fairly. I'd like to find our friend from earlier, but there's a lot of attention on you right now. If you wander around hoping to sense them again everyone will know about it. So it might be wise to wait on that until people get over the initial hype of an angel in town. What do you want to do next?"

"Are they expecting anything in particular from the angel in town or do they just want a look at the halo?"

"Some of both, I think. The thing you've just extensively confirmed you can do is healing, you'll probably get a lot of offers and requests on that front. No reason not to oblige folks, in my opinion. If you want a Guard escort to keep any incidents from occurring that's definitely doable, in our interests, even."

"This may be a good chance for you to gain experience speaking to crowds, or performing management more generally. Start slowly, like an avalanche. A Liscor Guard escort would also firmly align you with them in the public image, for what it's worth."

"I'd probably want some notes to consult if I'm going to make a speech. And I'm not sure what - topics to cover."

"No speech right now, then. As for what to cover- Captain, may we have a small bit of privacy?"

The captain looks a little tense but nods and clears an unused room for them.

"My ideas for speech objectives in increasing order of - potential consequences - are as follows: Advertising your healing. Calling for people to be good in whatever form- Charity, kindness, forgiveness. Announcing you're recruiting for soldiers and guards to follow you. Announcing a hunt against demons. Commenting on continental politics in some way. Commenting on Liscor politics in some way. Announcing that you're going to found an empire."

"I think I'd rather save announcing the empire for when I'm about ready to break ground and I'm inclined to follow the advice I got about hunting down the one demon I noticed. I guess I could do my own escort-recruiting but I definitely don't have enough politics context loaded up to comment intelligently. So a relatively, uh, inconsequential speech, I guess."

Nodnodnod. "Calling upon people to be good is standard fare for the less violent and demon-hunting sort of angels, so you'll also be-- Indicating to people that you're going to do generic angel-y things, and possibly telling any demons who hear about it that they don't need to go to ground quite yet."