[ Im just wondering here, but is this the planeshift equivalent of H1N1?]
A Scoundrel Finds Success
As Roderis is selling his new found "cure" to his now widening array of customers, a mysterious kra comes up to his cart. Thinking far too much of the money he is making, as well as being very pleased with his latest scheme, he thinks little of it. That is, until the kra slips a bottle down her sleeve. He uses one arm to launch himself over his counter, while extending the other toward the kra. He stretched his arm as far as he could but just missed the kra. "Hey come back here!" he shouted after her. Realizing that chasing after her could prove all the incentive others needed to "relive" him of some merchadise, he decided to stay. "Weird," he muttered to himself, "she didn't even look sick."