Sillamon gets Sick[ Full logs here
Sillamon Get Sick ]
Sillamon wakes up feeling dreary and blue. He has no appetite whatsoever and a mild headache. Not a typical morning. Leaving Kada El's he hobbles down the steps leading to the Den while holding onto the side of the wall. He counts the steps as he goes. Having hit the last one he takes his staff and feels for the paving blocks on the side of the street. He then heads for the plaza feeling the curb with his staff as he goes.
*cough* *cough* ... "Darn ! When's this cold going to clear up ?" Sillamon licks his lips. " This bloody smell and taste can't be good." Sillamon then kneels on the ground in the plaza, raises his head to the sky and stretches his arms out as if to hug. He prays in a humble tone "Xiosia dear. I know that you know about my cold and I trust that if its your will - it will get better in time.. Thank you Xiosia, and good day"
He then stands and makes his way towards the smith hoping to find a healer. He is greeted by a young Demorian woman named Anibela who is looking to sell some hand made swords. Though he does not use weapons he agrees to buy a few swords with the remainder of his money. Perhaps they"l make nice gifts for young adventurers. During the course of conversation he coughs a few times spraying a fine mist of blood. The conversation comes to a close and they depart.
Sillamon blindly calls out for a healer as he wanders away hoping that someone will hear him. He loops through the plaza and sits on the cool, rough flagstone pavement feeling rather tired. Moments later he hears a soothing voice.
A Nolthrir woman named Caira greets Sillamon and checks to see what's wrong. During the conversation Caira notices that he is sick. She asks some questions, makes a list of who he has been in contact with, and then brings him to the sanitorium where she tries to examine him and figure out what he has. She finds a bottle of medicine and gives him a spoon full. It tastes like treppor dung but he swallows it. She tells him that it should help to relieve some of his symptoms temporarily, and then tucks the sleepy dwarf into bed. She sits by his side until he drifts off to sleep.
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OOC NotesThis RP is open to anyone who wants to join in. There is an IC message regarding the sickness on the Hydlaa message board.
This is not a mary-sue plot. The plot will deepen as the story unfolds. ( it may intertwine with other events too )
Feel free to add your own summaries and/or logs.
About the Sickness:The sickness is contagious but its up to the player to decide if their character catches it or not.
The sickness has three stages and should last about two weeks ( again this is up to the player )
Stage 1. Coughing and sneezing blood ( should start out small and progress ), possible headache
Stage 2. Tiredness, loss of appetite, sneezing and coughing subsides
Stage 3. Unconsciousness or death
Conventional potions and spells should not work. The point in this is to open the opportunity to RP investigation, experimentation, and a creative cure
If one dies from the sickness they will be restored to health as with any other fatal injury.
Don't expect one cure to work for everyone.
No IC info in needed to get sick. One only needs to be exposed to a sick character
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