Re: A Seemingly Simple Task
“That was a long time ago,” Garret replies to Shirok without looking directly at him. He hadn’t avoided the half-orc’s gaze intentionally or to be rude; he seemed more concerned about this plague than some ancient cult. The scene playing out before the party is dire indeed. The streets are all but totally deserted. Every so often a lone figure could be seen darting from building to building; afraid to be caught outside longer than the individual had to be. Despite the temperate climate, the worn thoroughfares are dusty and derelict.
Stan places his attention in finding some kind of median for Redding’s plague, and before long his findings are bizarre. There appears to be an abundance of smaller, child-sized boxes; and many of the afflicted back in the stone structure were young peoples, young adults and the like. By the look of things, the older folk appear to be more resistant to the outbreak; a very uncommon attribute to most known sicknesses.
As the party makes its way through the blighted town, Garret affirms Stans observations. “It attacks the lungs,” he says loud enough for everyone in your party to hear. “It brings on high fevers and fills your lungs with fluid—mostly blood. Within the length of a day, most are drowned in their own fluids. It seems to spread faster than anyone thought possible. Before dying, one can infect dozens of others, and if only by being near them.
“At first we thought this was nothing more than the spring cough; but then young and healthy men from the mines began to die. Many people began to blame the mixed populations and seedy individuals who use our community to disappear, if you catch my meaning. That was when the riots started, but luckily they didn’t last too long. The militia quickly restored order, but also exposed many good men to the contagion.
“A few nights ago, Lord Sendar met with a great warrior from the far south, the Crystal Knight. He claimed to have tracked its source to one of the smaller mines and entered; but has yet to return. To be honest and completely frank, I would love nothing more then to answer your Lady’s summon and be rid of this place for a time; however as long as we are under attack by this influenza, I must remain here.”
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