Swamped

"Shut all the windows! Lock all the doors, even the emergency exit! Get anyone in good enough shape to leave their bed on it, hurry! If anything doesn't have a proper latch, improvise as best you can!"

Given his tone of voice, you doubt any explanation is going to be forthcoming until this is taken care of. So you start running towards the emergency exit, calling out to patients as you do.

It's a little funny. From your perspective, it wasn't that long ago that you were on a ship where everyone was running around in a panic like this. So you don't feel quite so worried about whatever's happening - it's like you've seen this all before. You wonder how long it's been for the wizard.

When you reach the emergency exit, you soon realize you can't lock it, not in any standard way you know of. Probably because, as the name suggests, it's for emergencies. You do see a keyhole, so maybe there's a specific key for it just in case?

Well, if there is, you don't have it. Which makes you wonder who does - if it's the doctor or one of the nurses, why wouldn't they be here ahead of you?

Maybe the key's kept in a specific place and someone's run off to grab it. In which case, you might as well stay here to stand watch until they arrive, at least.

"What sort of uniform is that?"

You're surprised by the voice, so you turn to face it. There's a muscular fellow standing nearby, arms folded in a pose that suggests a military bearing.

Not only that - he's got a very distinctive scar on his cheek. It looks fresh - maybe it's why he's here. But you also know of someone with a scar like that - the infamous Captain Burgundy, Long's predecessor.

You never saw him yourself - he retired not that long after you joined, before you took part in any major combat operations. But you heard the stories, and the scar was a popular topic of rumor. It seemed like everyone had some kind of guess as to how he got it.

He'd supposedly been in the Bogknights a long time. He might recognize your uniform - or the colors, at least, since the uniform's probably changed a little in however many years. Fifty, maybe?

You don't think it would go over well to tell him you're a Marshguard, so you'd best think of something else.