Mr E's room
Mr E frowns as he listens in on Ilpholin's closing remarks.
"Whipping up a plague are you? Well, that won't do at all."
Mr E stands up from his chair and paces.
"But how to throw a wrench in this plot, without exposing myself? I could maybe lead the brat to it, but that takes time. Messing with the cure is right out, what to do, what to do...."