Arcanis: The Spear of the Lohgin

Visha/Cadwyn: The Chapel of Illir

Brother Albert motions you to a side table, where a small bowl of blue bulb roots sits. They give off a pungent odor, similar to garlic.

"We received these from Marian, who runs the apothecary shop. She also acts as town midwife. She called it 'blueroot'. It wasn't actually able to cure the plague, but it did temporarily stabilize those who were in the early stages of infection. Alas, it only added another day or two to their lives in most cases: the disease rapidly progessed to a point where the blueroot had not effect."

Visha recognizes the plant, although he was unaware that it grew in this area. [Game Effects: If taken when the symptoms of a disease first appear, blueroot holds of the effects of the disease for one day only, regardless of how many treatments are given. Any damage already taken from the disease remains in place during the lull period.]

Brother Albert continues, "As far as we know, the first to catch the disease appeared among Sir Lohgin's men. There's some confusion as to who exactly was first. Sir Lohgin came to us early one morning about a week ago and said that several of his men, who had seemed unwell the previous evening, were now deathly ill with some plague he had not seen. He himself got sick later that day. I can't think of any actions to which the start of the plague could be traced- there were no strangers in town, or other mysterious events, and none of the guards had been travelling recently."

"As for the symptoms: it began as a normal fever, nausea and chills followed by weakness and a burning sensation. After several hours the patient begins to develop large boils all about the body- some of them even growing together into patches. By the end of the first day, the boils have collapsed and begun to drain into the body, and the flesh they sat on begins to rot away with infection. Depending on the strength and health of the person, they would last another twelve to twenty-four hours before literally wasting away."

"The disease was not magical, so far as we could tell. What few healing spells we have are for flesh wounds and minor injuries, not crises such as this. We sent for more experienced help, but we are a remote village, and word doubtless took some time to reach you. Now that you are here, things seems to be slowing down. But it is still glad that you are here as an official presence- without Sir Lohgin's garrison, we are open prey to bandits, raiding bands from Canceri, all sorts of other dangers."

Brother Albert pauses for a moment, then says "I actually have a theory about the disease. I think that only certain people were susceptible to it- something in their blood, perhaps, or a peculiar alignment of humors. I think this is why it came so quickly, and left just as suddenly once it ran out of victims. What this condition that protected the survivors is, I could not say. But I hope that this is the case, and that we will not see this plague again."
 
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Brother Albert
"As far as we know, the first to catch the disease appeared among Sir Lohgin's men. There's some confusion as to who exactly was first. Sir Lohgin came to us early one morning about a week ago and said that several of his men, who had seemed unwell the previous evening, were now deathly ill with some plague he had not seen. He himself got sick later that day. I can't think of any actions to which the start of the plague could be traced- there were no strangers in town, or other mysterious events, and none of the guards had been travelling recently."

"Have any of those who were with Sir Lohgin around the time that the plague began to spread survive?"

"As for the symptoms: it began as a normal fever, nausea and chills followed by weakness and a burning sensation. After several hours the patient begins to develop large boils all about the body- some of them even growing together into patches. By the end of the first day, the boils have collapsed and begun to drain into the body, and the flesh they sat on begins to rot away with infection. Depending on the strength and health of the person, they would last another twelve to twenty-four hours before literally wasting away."

"Hmm... that's very strange."

Visha ponders the symptoms for a moment, trying to determine if he's heard anything of any disease that was vaguely similar to what the priest is describing.

"The disease was not magical, so far as we could tell. What few healing spells we have are for flesh wounds and minor injuries, not crises such as this. We sent for more experienced help, but we are a remote village, and word doubtless took some time to reach you."

"Doubtless." Visha says, shaking his head.

"The fact that is was non-magical surprises me... you wouldn't happen to have one of the inflicted yet living, would you? I would like to have a look at the symptoms myself, and perhaps test the disease with a few spells at my disposal..."

"Now that you are here, things seems to be slowing down. But it is still glad that you are here as an official presence- without Sir Lohgin's garrison, we are open prey to bandits, raiding bands from Canceri, all sorts of other dangers."

"We are not here to serve as a makeshift police or military force." Visha says sharply. "We are here to determine the cause of the plague, as well as to determine whether or not it will strike again."

"I actually have a theory about the disease. I think that only certain people were susceptible to it- something in their blood, perhaps, or a peculiar alignment of humors. I think this is why it came so quickly, and left just as suddenly once it ran out of victims. What this condition that protected the survivors is, I could not say. But I hope that this is the case, and that we will not see this plague again."

"That is an interesting hypothesis." Visha says, nodding. "Hmm... do you keep records on the people of your village? I would like to look through them, if you do, to search for something common among the survivors."

The druid sighs. "Always it comes back to the blood." He says quietly. "You can never escape that which gives you life..."
 

Visha/Cadwyn: The Chapel of Illir

Brother Albert's reply: "All infected with the disease are dead by now. Not all of Sir Lohgin's men were infected, a few survive... and continue their duties. Though none remain in the manor for fear of contagion. I believe they're being boarded at the Hostel or at the guildhall.

"Our records are kept here at the church, but they are simple. Merely listings of births, weddings, and deaths. I don't see how they could be of any help, but you are welcome to look at them if you like."
 
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Brother Albert
"Our records are kept here at the church, but they are simple. Merely listings of births, weddings, and deaths. I don't see how they could be of any help, but you are welcome to look at them if you like."

"That could be very useful." Visha says.

He smiles. "Ah, then allow me to englighten you, dear priest... you mentioned your hypothesis, that the disease could have been related to bloodline. If that is the case, then it should show itself at some point in the family's histories."

He turns to Cadwyn. "I believe that, other than looking through the records, we are done here... you can go about your business now. I will remain here and search the records."

He then turns to Brother Albert. "I am hoping that the death records will include the recent deaths from the plague... if that is true, then please, lead me to the records... I will require light, and silence - I hope that you can provide those..."
 

"Hmmmm... perhaps when the only bear emerges, we should see the cave he emerges from to be certain it's safe for the other animals who might sleep there after the bear hgas been recieved by the ground. "
 
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Gideon mused a moment and said, "Well prehaps we shall hold off on this until further exploration has been done outside of the house. How many of the Garrison have survived?"
 

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Gideon mused a moment and said, "Well prehaps we shall hold off on this until further exploration has been done outside of the house. How many of the Garrison have survived?"

Solonir breaks his long silence and turns to Gideon: "Why wait, my friend? You are a holy man, isn't your health shielded by the grace of your god? As for myself", Solonir says now looking at the guard, "I am one of the Elorii. Illness and disease are almost unheard of among my people, because we are creations of the Lost Elemental Lords." Solonir's voice is almost whispering as he mentions the Elorii gods, commonly believed to be dead. Just for a passing moment, his blue eyes look to be burning in icy flames. Then he speaks again: "Everyone of my kin carries a small portion of divine power in their blood, the gift of immortal life. I do not fear this plague and neither does this brave knight", he says pointing at Gideon. "If someone can go in there and walk away unharmed, it is us. Where is this Master Brecht you mentioned, as I would much like to speak with him", Solonir asks the guard.

Then he speaks to Gideon again: "I really think we should go in and investigate as I don't like to leave all the work to Cadwyn and Visha. Who knows, what we might find. Maybe my magic can reveal something unseen by mundane eye?"
 
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"I thank you for your time good sir."

Cadwyn says, as he plops five gold into the offering.

Turning to Vishna;

"Perhaps it is time for the birds to flock together again and to see to the bears in their caves."
 

"It is not." Visha says simply.

He then turns to regard Cadwyn.

"You may return, if you so desire - in fact, I would prefer it. Go tell the warrior of what we have found thus far. As I asked the good priest here earlier, I would like to see the records here... and that requires me to be here. Unless the warrior specifically requests my presence, I will remain here until I have found what I am looking for, or a complete lack thereof."
 

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