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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 4702901" data-attributes="member: 2012">Your examination of Wilbur quickly determines that he has a severe lung infection brought on by a disease called Red Lung. His skin is blotchy and his eyes are poached like an egg.He'll die without magical healing... and soon.OOC: Remove Disease will definitely cure the Red Lung. He'll need at least a week of bed rest after that, however, to keep it from coming back. "Well then you might have some competiton. She's been speaking to a group of mercenaries for several hours today. I think there were four of them... warriors mainly... although one of them might have been an arcanist. He certainly did dress like one." Timmins replies. "They were quite rude while waiting here to speak wit her... rude and impatient. Plus, I had the feeling they were only after coin. They're not heroes but heartless scoundrels as far as I could tell."Timmins picks up the kettle and pours a cup of tea for both Lorien and Sheyla. "Would anyone else like a cup?"Before you can answer, the inn's door swings open and a large bear-of-a-man stomps his way in. He shakes rain and sleet off his clothes and swears at the sky behind him. "Sanh, you've ruined my good cloak, you have. God, the weather is almost alive out there.""Gareth, you big mule. Watch your tongue. Rosie will make you sweep the floor tonight if she hears you cursing at one of the North Gods." Timmins says."Timmins, you old fart." Gareth laughs. "You know I respect all the North Gods. Now, who do we have here? More mercs or are these ones heroes?"Gareth Porthglaze looks at each of your one by one. He tries to be serious but his face is too comical to pull it off. He's like a big puppy looking to play. Still, he's a tough looking man who makes Quinn look small. His gear is well cared for and his sword is a massive blade that hangs across his back.Then he laughs..."Welcome to Carnell. I bet you've come to see Elisabeth Pendour. Well, you'll likely have to wait until tomorrow morning. She met with some mercs today and they were quite rude to her. I had to throw them out of the manor and escort them out of town. The louts tried to extort a fortune for their services. Cads, all of them."Gareth sets his gear on the bar and unstraps his sword from his back. The weapon appears plain but it appears as strong as its wielder."Rosie should be around shortly. I saw her crowding her sheep into the town barn. It's going to smell awful in there tomorrow, but it can't be helped. Her private homestead was raided by those damn harpies again. Gods! Harpies... I can't stand those creatures!" He laughs again. "If any of you want to drink something else besides tea then I could use some help bringing in one of the kegs from the back room. The first round is on me! HA!"Gareth pulls a key from his tunic and walks behind the bar. He doesn't wait for anyone to answer as he unlocks a door and steps inside."Some things never change," Timmins sighs with a hint of a smile. OOC: Sanh is the North God of Wind and Sky, Lord of Thunder, The Stormmaker.</blockquote>

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