"A doctor? From where?" Good news, he could still sass about his situation, even if he couldn't move much else. Seriously though, did they just have doctors on hand in a multi-universal tavern?? Was that a thing?

The Tavernkeeper did not seem too pressed. And since they had people to serve still, made it pretty obvious they were going to do jack shit about the situation.

"Bellara." Lucanis spoke as calmly as he could. He felt like something was weighing down his limbs, forcing them into the fully horizontal position he was in now. Could be poison, but it didn't seem right, and he felt... fine beyond the lying down part. "Either help me up, or find someone who can."