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    Our journey begins many leagues south of the elven city of Forndell in the small trading port of Qsen situated where the the Usival river empties into the Mornanén sea.

    Qsen is a relatively new settlement, in fact by elven standards it has not been around long enough to bother updating the maps. However to the towns of the shorter lived races that inhabit the nearby valleys it has brought a wealth of goods and opportunities.

    The Old Stag Tavern & Inn is located just inside the eastern city gate facing the Bluestone mountains. It is one of the oldest building in the port and one of the few taverns in the city that lies away from the docks and caters to those that would prefer to avoid the rowdy sailors. It is well known among the locals for the sausage and colcannon served with a mug of house made melomel and a slice of seasonal pie. The sound of a flute and vielle drift through the hall while the last of the morning chill burns away as the August sun breaks over the mountains and light spills into the valley.

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    Cuddy Sharp-Ear, or as he introduced himself to the bar waitress, "Laurens", is seated near a corner of the Old Stag too nervous to eat. His cloak's hood is drawn over his head to conceal his ears. He is keeping an eye out for all the comings and goings of the popular place. Hiding in plain sight was a specialty of his, but he still had to avoid being recognized. He had already dulled his naturally handsome features with a few dabs of makeup from his disguise kit, but one could never be too careful when his old guildmaster Boss Hatchet was involved.

    "Stupid.... stupid..." he mutters to himself. "Gold's nearly gone. Gotta find a new line of work..."

    He brings the now warm ale to his lips and takes a small sip. He let out an exasperated sigh.

    "Getting out of town for a while is probably a good idea, too."


    His fingers snake down to his coin pouch and he jangles the last few gold coins he has to his name. It had been too dangerous to retrieve his coin stash from his safehouse. Besides, Boss Hatchet probably has already helped himself to the loot as recumpence for the money that Cuddy had been fleecing from him.

    Of course, only his blood could pay back the debt in full.

    So, maybe it was time to try his hand at adventuring. Preferably as far away from Qsen as he could get.
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    Taara dreamed last night. She dreamed of Domorn's sickly face as she shot him. She dreamed of the crackle of the fire, the warmth and smell that came with it. She dreamed of strange shapes hanging over her and watching her every move. She dreamed of finally catching her first rabbit, restraining it, and snapping its neck without remorse. She dreamed of the struggle that came with trying to skin it without a sharp blade, eventually just eating it fur-on and raw, as she didn't have a fire to cook it with. Suddenly, Maut's hulking form appeared over her, and the haze and figures returned. One of them handed her an arrow. She shot Maut and ran for what seemed like hours, before finding that he had not been chasing her- she had killed him too; he uttered in draconic- "Traitor..." before falling to the grassy ground and Taara sprung awake with a jolt.

    In a cold sweat, she looked around the room. The bow rested, as it had for the last six years, on her pack, arrowless. Her coin pouch, a few small coins poorer, was inside the pack, hidden well under her darts and other accoutrements. The only things from the dream that remained true was the warmth of the sunlight beaming through the window and the sounds and smells of cooking over a flame. She took a deep breath, sighing "Good grief..." to herself in elvish as she dropped back on the mattress.

    While it wasn't extravagant, she had never slept on such a mattress; she only had a very small cot that she often had to share with Chand at the monastery, and the stone and dirt of the forest caves was certainly not comfortable for her first year there, though she eventually accumulated enough furs to at least keep warm in the cold winds. The pillow was another matter; she felt like she could sit cuddling it for hours like one of her captured rabbits.

    Her stomach growled, and she looked down at her belly- lightly muscled, though slightly emaciated from malnutrition. Lying there for a few moments, she sprang out of bed, packed her things, and made her way downstairs, walking with her staff, a stick about half her height that had many short, snapped branches. Tied tight to a string, her rabbit's foot dangled from one of the branches.

    She had never been allowed drinks at the monastery, though she had seen a few of the dragonborn drinking from time to time, buying from a dwarf passing through the mountains. Channeling them as best she could, the short young elf made her way to the bar, trying her best to play an adult elf who could more easier partake in such beverages.

    "Melomel and a slice of pie, if you please," she said kindly, clattering a couple coins- change from the gold she paid in for the room the night before- onto the bar.

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    Adamas

    Adamas has his blanket sprawled on the flour and has commandeered a table to himself. He has not yet figured out that they are communal. The other patrons have not objected yet, probably because Adamas, even crouched in a blanket is taller than many of the aforementioned patrons, and certainly as wide as two or three of them. Or perhaps it has to do with warhammer resting closely by the wall, which is fully one and a half meter tall.

    Adamas has a look of concentration in his face as he looks the map sprawled in front of him. It is obvious it is hand-made, and not in a good way. His jaw working on his Chewing Stones, making strange grinding noises in the process, Adamas harumphs and puts the map away. He is obviously not there yet.

    The rest of the table is covered with the dishes of Adamas meal. There were two full plates of sausage and colcannon, followed by three slices of seasonal pie. The mug of melomel is also empty. All in all, an excellent meal. Not as spicy as a real Goliath meal, but Adamas, as a cook himself, approves mightily.

    Taking his diary out, Adamas starts to write in less-than-perfect runes.

    "Second day in Tamor Town. Food good. Secret of maps not yet found."

    Frowning, he adds

    "Have to find work. Strange coins less and less. Maps expensive"

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    The morning sun rises on Danica as she tosses and turns restlessly in bed, the wan light eliciting a groan as she fights the growing urge to slumber through the day. Sleeping at night had become an uncertain proposition for the dhampir during her teens, and it had become no less so with adulthood. Still, she fights the urge, rising with a yawn and wincing as a ray of sunlight passes over her eyes. Her scattered handful of hours worth of sleep would have to suffice. People had need of her talents. Someone always did.

    The dhampir clothes herself quickly, donning one of her practical but elegant dresses: a conservative item of grey damask, embroidered at the hems with black lace. She lifts her skirts in a genteel manner as she descends the stairs from the lodgings in the Old Stag's upper floor into the common room. She approaches the bar, waiting her turn to order with a smile.

    "Sausages, colcannon and a small slice of pie, if you please. And a glass of the melomel to wash it down," she says, once the bartender turns their attention to her. She pays up front, providing a small tip, hoping silently that the sausages will be bloody as she turns and leaves the bar, looking for a seat. Sadly, most of the tables are occupied, even at this hour, so she wouldn't be able to enjoy any solitude this morning. Still, there was one table that only had one resident... albeit a very large and imposing one.

    Something in Danica rankles at the very concept that such a boorish brute could possibly be threat to her.

    "I should tear out his-"

    She silences the line of thought, shaking her head and taking a deep breath, before approaching the goliath and his disarmingly large weapon without a hint of trepidation.

    "My apologies, sir. Would you object to me sharing this table while I break my fast?" she asks with a smile.
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    Adamas

    Lost in his effort to write, Adamas is surprised to hear a voice so close to him. His face shoots upwards, only to come at eye-level with a very pale and pretty lowlander girl.

    "What?"

    But then his brain catches up. Adamas may appear slow but he is actually quire perceptive. Looking quickly around he notices that he is the only one sitting alone and that no other empty seats exist.

    He looks back to the lady.

    "A fair and winning day to you, nice lady! Yes please please sit. I will make room for you. Silly Lowlanders make small tables instead of one big one. That way, there would have been room for all."

    With quick gestures, he packs his maps, diary, writing instruments and the like and makes room. He also piles up his plates and puts them down on the floor. Noone breaks things in Cheoienos-Hearth unless they can afford to replace them. Very few can.

    Adamas asks seriously.

    "Is that enough?"


    In Cheoienos, crowding would be a challenge to a pushing contest. But this pale creature would not offer a fair challenge. Also, perhaps the Lowlanders do not allow their females to participate. They have some crazy costumes regarding their females, for sure.

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    "More than enough," she smiles pleasantly, her Sziedskian accent more noticeable now. "Thank you kindly."

    She takes one of the newly freed seats, looking up at the giant of a man with a degree of interest.

    "Lowlander, you say. I take it that you are not a local, then?"

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    Adamas

    Adamas laughs a deep rumbling laugh

    "Hur hur hur....

    No I am not a local. I am not from this low place in general. I am Trunksplitter. I am from the Spire in the North. Traveled many days o see how lowlanders manage to expand so much. Us, the Naghuvpu, Goliaths as you call us... we stay put. Fight for our life every day. This is how we stay strong.

    I came yesterday. Lory sitting over there showed me this inn. Nice place.

    And you. Are you from here? Do you know friend Lory?"


    Adamas looks, as he continues to chew his Stones, making grinding noises all the while.

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    Cuddy

    Cuddy notes the new arrivals at the Inn, particularly the hulking goliath he had escorted here the night before. He sees the girl Danica (though he does not yet know her name) approach the brute. They both look capable, and perhaps he could make a new friend of both of them. He needed friends.

    When called by Adamas ,he finishes his ale and leaves it carelessly on his table before standing, kicking his chair back, and walking to the table.

    "Good morning, friend!" He proclaims to the Goliath. He pulls out a chair and seats himself, flinging his cloak over the back of the chair with a flourish which allows the hood to fall back from his head, revealing his elfin ears. He grins at Danica with full swagger. "I see you are already making new friends." He extends his hand to Danica "Laurens, Duke of Calinheim, at your service."

    He then calls out to a nearby barmaid for pie and another ale, pulling two gold coins out of his pouch and holding them in the air.

    "Adamas here has me to thank for his first taste of civilized life. I do hope you are enjoying our little town's hospitality," he says, giving the goliath's massive bicep a friendly pat.
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    Convinced she played her part well enough to get her drink, she looked out across the room. All the tables were full, or nearly full, and when they weren't, someone was using the open chair as a leg-rest as some of the elderly dragonborn were prone to do. Finally, she saw one table that had an open chair, and there sat a hulking man. Perhaps bigger than Maut? ...No, she'd take a fight with this man over a light squabble with Maut any day of the year, considering her current relationship with the green dragonborn. She watched a young man approach; a night elf of some kind. She'd seen one or two go through the temple before she started her training, but never more than one each year after the reputation of the monks started to dwindle from her accidental thefts.

    Hearing a single *clink* behind her as something hit the table, for a moment she thought the bartender had somehow managed to place both her mug and plate on the table in the same instant. Almost congratulating him, she saw only the plate and a heaping slice of pie; it seemed the bartender saw her size and thought a bigger serving would have been better. And, though she did not order it, on the side of the plate was also a heaping helping of colcannon and sausage. She was sick of meat- she'd been eating it raw for some time- but she shrugged and bowed respects to the bartender. Among the monastery, she was the shortest, and took misplaced pride in the fact she could bow lower than them.

    Precariously lifting the plate and her staff at the same time, she wove between the tables towards the free seat. She lifted the plate up high, struggling to not elbow sitting customers in the head. Taking the empty seat as an invitation to come near, she didn't take the seat, leaving it for the night elf to take. Noticing the hammer leaning up against the wall, she set her rabbit's-foot staff up against it and sat on the floor, setting her plate down as she started to braid her six years of unkempt, straight, red-purply hair that went past her waist and flanked her shoulders front and back. Though Suthyra, her master, had not been so used to people with hair, she was able to teach Taara this much, at least.

    She pressed herself against the wall, stretching out her legs and laying her plate on her blue, dirty dress. She would be lying to herself if she didn't glance at the large man's muscles, before looking back to her food and quietly taking small bites.
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    Danica is about to reply to Adamas, when his friend 'Lory' suddenly joins them, unleashing a barrage of questions at both her and the goliath that she wasn't really prepared for. Still, she instinctively takes his hand when it is offered, shaking it daintily.

    "Danica Novotny, physician," she replies, eyeing his attire as he mentions his title. "At yours as well."

    She glances between Adamas and Laurens, trying to gauge this situation.

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    Granig, a middle aged orc wearing a traveling cloak and boots that are falling apart, sits at the bar looking at a cup of fruity mead. Slowly he lifts the cup and takes a drink. He swills the liquid around his mouth for a second before swallowing, then sighs.

    "Eh. It's fine."

    He's taking another drink when the conversation happening at the table behind him picks up, and he turns around to glance back at the group congregating behind him. He watches as the goliath collects up the maps and notes.

    Huh. Maybe he's a scholar too.

    For a second he considers going over to join the conversation, but the table looks to be getting full, and at the last moment shyness wins out and he turns back around. He sits nursing his drink quietly listening in on the conversation.

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    Adamas

    Adamas smiles when 'Lory' appears in the table, revealing in the process a set of rock-like teeth.

    "Pretty lady - harumph, Danica I mean - this is Lory. He is a Duke, he says. I am not sure what that is. He is not a Chief or a Chieftain, so ...not sure."

    Hearing of hospitality, Adamas frowns

    "I thought this was sausage and pie. Is it called hospitality?"

    He then laughs with his own joke.

    "Hur hur hur. It is nice. But wait when you taste my food. Ah, and the fungal beer of my people. Seasoned in the dark and mixed with boar blood. Drunk when it stops foaming, otherwise it burns the mouth. And the clothes. True bliss"

    As Danica replies, Adamas watches as a wispy young elf also comes and sits nearby. She leaves her ...weapon next to his. This, in his village, would be a sign of coming to parlay in peace. But parlay of what? The way she moves reminds Adamas of the rock tiger of his homeland. A deceptively lethal creature.

    As she sits down to eat, Adamas looks questioningly at the others. He then addresses the newcomer.

    "Little miss, win fair and always. Are you here to parlay? Do you want to share our... my.. food? I am Trunksplitter. Will you spill drink with me?"

    Adamas orders the newcomer a tankard, as he watches curiously. Maybe he misunderstood...

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    The tankard in a waiter's hands extended to Taara. She looked up into the big man's eyes quietly. He mentioned something about not knowing the lowland folk, implying he was from mountains- she had to tread carefully, in case he was some sort of undercover killer, hired my Kaj, Maut, or the new leader of the monastery, whoever that was. He was certainly playing up his lack of knowledge of the people down in these lands. She accepted the tankard quickly and scooted away a foot from the table of the giant.

    "Um, is my staff fine where it is?" she asked, looking back at the goliath. She chugged the drink; she hadn't drank since she found a stream in the woods the day she left a couple of days ago. Wiping her mouth clean, her hunger was reawakened and she started to eat quicker. She watched the room while she shoveled food into her mouth like a squirrel digging a hole to bury an acorn. An orc approached and then turned around. She continued talking, mouth full of drink, pie, and sausage: "I can move it, if you want?"
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    Ellis makes her way to the main room of the Old Stag, a little blearily. Murr... Coffee, she grunts at someone who looks employed by the tavern, then shakes her head a little. Sorry. Please get me some coffee? she asks, her voice a lot more polite the second time around. She looks around at the various folk about, and comments Odd crew today, looks like.
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    Adamas

    Adamas slowly realizes that the elf left her stuff by accident there. Nevertheless, she didn't seem to contest anything.

    "There is not problem, little miss. Stay here in our table. Do you have a name? Are you from here?"

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    Still cautious, Taara scooted back to where she sat, leaving her plate behind. It was almost empty, anyway (though she had avoided the colcannon). She decided to curl up and answer the big person's questions, talking like Kaj would when Maut wanted him to tell the other children something.

    "No, I'm not from here. I was in the mountains, then I was in the forest, and then I was here," She explained as simply as possible. "My name- or, the name I have been called- is Taara. It means 'Star' in the dragon people's language. But you may call me whatever you like. I have not been called Taara in some time." She paused, curious where the giant man had come from if not the monastery's mountains. She channeled Maut, asking several pointed questions at once. "Where are you from? Is 'Trunksplitter' your name, or is it like a title? What's it like where you're from? Why are you here?"
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    The head server of the Old Stag is Tammy, a middle aged human with gray/blue eyes and golden curls tied back with a ribbon.
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    "Melomel and a slice of pie, if you please, I'm not that young, gimme an alcoholic drink"
    Tammy: "You must be from out of town luv. We don't have many rules 'bout drinkin' round these parts, just don't go making a fool of yourself or Ogg over there" She gestures with her head towards a large mound in the corner "might toss you in the river." She lowers her voice "They say that he's got ogre blood running through his veins." She goes off to fetch the order.

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    The melomel tastes of rich berries and sweet honey with notes of oak. It hides the strength of the alcohol well.
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    A weary teenager stumbles through the eastern gates of the city. He staggers into the Old Stag tavern and calls out "The town of Tamor has been beset by a terrible plague and needs help." before collapsing onto the floor.

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    From the bleeding sores on his thighs it would appear that he rode a horse nonstop from Tamor, but there is no horse near the gates. He was probably in terrible agony before he collapsed.


    A guard that was following the youth sees him collapse and runs off to get aid from the local healers.
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    Adamas is taken back from the outburst of questions. Holding fingers up to count, he answers

    "Taara. I like that name. I think I will call you Staara. So that you are a star in two languages.

    You walked quite a bit, then, young miss Staara. I have also. I am from the Spire, the great mountains to the North. Many days travel from here.My people are the Goliaths, or the Naghuvpu, the Ancients of the Stone. I came here to see how do the silly Lowlanders fare so well, when they are so weak. I am looking for their secret, see?

    And yes, I am called Trunksplitter for now. It is a name and a title, because I won the competition of splitting a tree 's trunk three times in a row. My full name, I have to know you better to tell you."


    Tired from all that talking, Adamas takes a downs his drink in one gulp. But then suddenly a commotion begins. An even smaller lowlander, almost a child stumbles. Adamas looks around bewildered and takes a look.


    "Does this thing happen often? This boy here rode a lot and in pain. Probably had a horse.

    Good boy. Tough, a fighter and a winner. I like him. I accept his challenge. I will help."


    He picks up his bag and starts towards the door. He stops.

    "Where is this Tamor town?"

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    Granig continues to drink for a moment before the words sink in, then he stands up sharply, almost knocking his chair over.

    He rushes over to the fallen teenager, stooping to feel his breathing, lifting his eyelids to look at his eyes, then knocking lightly on his skull and listening to the sound.

    "Ah. He's not waking up soon. He needs healer."

    Granig stands up and turns to Tammy, saying, "Someone needs to fetch the town healer."

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    Danica freezes when the youth bursts in, hurrying over to examine the boy.

    "No need to trouble them for now," she says in the direction of the orcish-looking man who called for the healer. "I am a physician myself."

    Then she notices the teen's pustules.

    "I would advise we do not touch him bare-handed. No sense transmitting this disease further. I will retrieve my apothecarium and begin a full examination."

    She sprints back up to her room as quickly as she can with her lengthy skirts, retrieving a messenger bag of dark leather. Quickly enough, she is back in the common room, kneeling down next to the boy. She reaches into her bag, retrieves a pair of gloves, and begins examining her new patient thoroughly.

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    Ellis, no longer concerned with getting a drink, is already on her way to attempt to Lay On Hands the poor fellow when Danica advises against it. She stays near the unconscious man, listening to his breathing and preparing to heal him, damn the consequences, should he begin slipping further towards death.
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    Granig looks down at his hands, grimacing.

    "Normally I think, 'Disease is in hands of fate. Might get it, might not. No way to know.' But... sickness might pass through hands," he says, contemplative. "I'll go clean, then look for healer. It's good you're physician, but they might know the sickness. And I don't want to carry him to bed and feed him water."

    Granig steps outside of the tavern while Danica goes for her equipment. Outside he crouches, grabbing a handful of soil and rubbing his hands with it. When they're dry and suitably earthy, he steps half back into the tavern.

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    Taara smiles when Trunksplitter names her, and smiles again when she finds he isn't worthy of suspicion. She inches closer and closer until she's watching from the floor like she did while listening to one of Domorn's stories. She almost sprung to her feet in order to hug him, like the children would do at the end of one of these stories, when...


    Someone burst in, announced a problem, and then collapsed to the floor. People ran out, some of the people near to the table went up to check on him. Some people said some things about what's going on. Taara stood still watching the commotion, like a deer who had been caught in her own sights. Instead of reacting, she decides to just turn and smile at the big man: "I like you, Trunksplitter. You're a nice big man."
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    Cuddy

    Cuddy had been watching the introductions excitedly. This was a group of talented individuals that perhaps it was best to hitch his star to. Maybe he would survive his circumstances after all. Win friends and influence people, he thought. It served him well on the streets, and it may very well save his life now.

    He enthusiastically introduces himself as Laurens, duke of Calinheim to Taara, and loudly enough for the rest of the bar patrons to hear while simultaneously feigning modesty.

    It is when the youth of Tamor stumbles into the bar that Cuddy gets more animated. His fingers reach inside his cloak to the hilt of a concealed dagger instinctively, but relaxes when he notes that the youth was clearly some rural yokel and not one of Boss Hatchet's hired blades. Still, seeing the pathetic youth tugged at Cuddy's inner good-nature. Something he had forgotten that he still possessed. Something about a young man in trouble. He even kinda looked like a friend he had back on the docks. Besides, leaping to a call to adventure in another town would serve the multi-purpose of making him look heroic, ingratiating him with this group of talented individuals, and getting him the hell out of Qsen.

    "Boy, where is this town you speak of? I will gladly aid your folk in their time of need." He says. He crouches before the lad, next to Danica. "My dear physician," Cuddy says. "How may I assist you in rendering aid to this poor wretch?"

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    Edit (After seeing Investigation result): He continues to Danica. "Do you note the sores on the poor lad? Look to be from heavy riding. I recognize them from my early days at the equestrian academy. Poor boy."

    He turns to Adamas headed out the door, "Trunksplitter! Do you see the boy's horse outside?"

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    "Hmm. Comatose. Ulcers on the inside leg, possibly from abrasions to pustules he had there. Aggravation from riding is quite possible" Danica says, nodding her agreement to 'Laurens' hypothesis as she concludes her preliminary examination. "This boy is going to require extensive and prolonged care, for the coma alone. But these abcesses... the coloration and distribution are, in combination, do not indicate any disease I familiar with," she frowns, gesticulating with her hands in an arcane shape, prestidigitating any residue from the boils away.

    She stands up, pulling her newly cleaned gloves off.

    "I fear he may be beyond mundane healing, and while I have magical means of dealing with simple injury, expunging disease is currently beyond my talents in that arena. If anyone can, they can borrow my medical gloves to help avoid contracting this disease."

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    "this 'Laurens' man is a pile of gold coins in an empty body that they cherish for no other reason than that they exist," Taara thought with disgust, and couldn't help but remember the time she was deathly ill. "calling a very sick boy a wretch..." she grit her teeth, scowling over Lory's shoulder. Without looking away, she took the seat that she thought was meant for the "Duke". After looking that direction for a few moments, she went back to her food and drink.
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    "Hmm. Comatose. Ulcers on the inside leg, possibly from abrasions to pustules he had there. Aggravation from riding is quite possible" Danica says, nodding her agreement to 'Laurens' hypothesis as she concludes her preliminary examination. "This boy is going to require extensive and prolonged care, for the coma alone. But these abcesses... the coloration and distribution are, in combination, do not indicate any disease I familiar with," she frowns, gesticulating with her hands in an arcane shape, prestidigitating any residue from the boils away.

    She stands up, pulling her newly cleaned gloves off.

    "I fear he may be beyond mundane healing, and while I have magical means of dealing with simple injury, expunging disease is currently beyond my talents in that arena. If anyone can, they can borrow my medical gloves to help avoid contracting this disease."
    Let me try, Ellis says. Ellis, by the way, she adds as she gets the gloves on.

    She places her hand in the least-painful looking spot on the man, and attempts to channel her energies into him.

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    Tammy looks upon the face of the youth "I recognize 'im, he is the son of Urdur the innkeeper in Tamor, though for the life of me I cannot remember the poor lad's name."
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    ""Does this thing happen often? Where is this Tamor town?"
    Tammy: "No sir, Mr. Trunksplitter, this is quite unusual if you ask me." She points out the window to the open city gate "Follow the road to the northeast, it will get you there sure 'nuff. The guardhouse across the way has a local map if you wish to take a look."
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    "Someone needs to fetch the town healer."
    Tammy: "One of the watchmen of the gate ran off after he collapsed, I suspect a healer will be hear shortly."
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    Soon after the youth announces the plague and collapses several of the patrons decide that they are better off somewhere else, and after Danica's diagnosis the majority of the remaining patrons decide to leave as well.

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    With the 18 medicine you also notice that the poor lad had lost a lot of blood and would have been making death saves soon, but with Ellis' healing this is no longer a problem.
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    As Ellis begins to pour energy into the young man she feels a slight resistance and for the briefest moment a faint yet unmistakable tinge of evil before the resistance gives way. Many of the pustules burst and spew their contents before knitting closed and smoothing over. The bleeding on his thighs stops and the skin repairs itself. His breathing stabilizes but he is still unconscious.

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    I am going to say that you cured a secondary infection and healed for a little bit, he now has a fighting chance to survive with prolonged treatment. You realize that the primary plague he is suffering from is not natural and still lingers.
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    Disturbed by the ruckus of scraping benches a short overly fat man wearing fancy cloths and a few too many rings, likely a merchant of some kind from out of town, comes down from the rooms. Upon seeing the youth on the floor and hearing the diagnosis he pulls out a hankerchief covered in ruffles and covers his mouth and nose. With a nasaly voice he says "Ohh get that dead... thing out of here before we all catch the Shadow Rot. You" he gestures feebly with his free hand at Adamas causing his jowls to giggle "dispose of that mess and I will give you a shiny copper." His eyes look over the rest of the assembly and gradually land on Cuddy and stay there for a moment before he turns with a harrumph and starts to waddle back up the stairs.

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    You have seen this man before, he has had occasional dealings with Boss Hatchet but you have never had the opportunity to catch his name. He is the type that remembers only the people that he thinks are important and dismisses almost everyone else. It is unlikely that he currently knows of your predicament as he is not that close to Boss Hatchet.


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    Adamas

    Adamas gives Staar a smile, just before chaos ensures.

    It seems several skillful people were around. Adamas knew very little about disease, but the others seem to know. He is especially taken back by the warrior next to him, curing the boy.

    This is powerful faith!

    Peaking outside, he tries to see the horse

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    Then the fat man comes. Adamas tightens his grip on his maul and looks angrily at the man.

    "Go up, Lardface, or I will carry you out of the room. Now! And I challenge anyone to stop me!"

    Adamas looks at the others.

    "So, clever and pretty people. And clever Master Ork but approximately as pretty as Trunksplitter. Lad goes to sleep. He can have my room. I go to town to help. Master Lory also comes. Wee miss lady Staar, wanna come to? We will have food for the road, be sure. I am excellent cook, you know.

    Master Innkeeper! Please fill our waterskins and give us cheese, bread and meat for the road.

    You miss Danica? You know disease. Perhaps you can come help?

    You, Master clever Ork? Or Master Healer-Warrior?
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    Adamas pauses in thought.

    "I don't know Low customs. Should we tell the Chieftain of this town before we leave? Or his strongmen? Will we offend them if we leave?

    And they have maps!"


    he concludes happily. At last, something to do. He was getting soft here.

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