Caitlighn Firehammer
Caitlighn looks over the piles of paperwork at the desk in the back of the larger infirmary area set up jointly between the Templars and the Legion. Word is still being spread out to all of the new folk that are arriving daily - all willing healers are being asked to help coordinate with each other from this location for the upcoming final push against Deathwing and his cultists. Another infirmary station is being setup already in Wyrmrest Temple now that a path has been carved thanks to a push last weekend. All medical supplies are being split between the two, with the larger majority goig to the Temple for the worst of the damage.
Cait looks over the lists of volunteers and writes down assignments, taking full into account the volunteer's choice of which station to be at. As more volunteers come in, she talks to them and works out where they would best serve the overall good. Even non magical healers step up to help out with packing supplies designated for the Temple or to stay and help with lifting purposes back here at Wintergarde Keep.
Things are slowly evolving into chaos as the days advance closer and closer to the day of battle. But the wounded from smaller skirmishes do not wait. Caitlighn keeps her cool, directing healers and non healers alike as well as stepping in to add her skills alongside the others. When she's not there to organize and herd the cats of chaos, she allows others, especially one of the Templar healers to keep things running.
Cait smirks to herself as she finishes out more orders. The soldiers who fight might have trust issues with strangers but when duty calls to a healer, they trust each other like the brothers and sisters they are.
