Information From The Sick Needed

[Jistuma 1996]

A parchment is placed outside the major towns, since Daniel can't get inside, and in the cloud temple.

"To readers, I'm an alchemist trying to find a cure, but I found a problem.

The alchemists and potion makers are not infected, and can't be unless they have to stop working. This means we do not know what the plagued are feeling, so I ask all that may read this to post how they feel and what they feel they want.

Also to try and figure some things out, I want some plagued to try and eat some carrots, and tell me how they feel. Try to eat some non contaminated meat and tell me how they feel, to try and drink milk and tell me how they feel.

That is all for now. I hope you all help.

-Daniel, Alchemist"

[MamaBearJade 2090]

Z'ress weakly writes a letter to Daniel.

 

"Milk makes my stomach turn. Carrots help a little but only to sate my hunger. The sight of meat makes me ill but does little to help curb this retched illness. I know the flesh of the plagued may help. All I can take is some tippens to help ease the pain.

 

Zress."

[Dyrr 137]

*Another note is posted next to each of the parchments, the person who placed it anonymous.

 

"The only cure is death itself."

[Dromui 755]

Skale sits silently, leaning against a fence post of some abandoned farm, panting heavily as he writes his note.

 

"Greetings Alchemist,

 

I'm Skale, practitioner of mind magics and traveler of no renowned. Like many others, I have been stricken of the plague while attempting to help those who have also been made sick. The feeling... It is terrible. At first, it seems as if you develop a normal cough. You clearly cough, at times you begin to feel woozy, but overall you can still go about your daily activities. Next comes an increase in the coughing. You begin to feel tired more often, resulting in your eventual crashing, stumbling, falling, and coughing. The coughing becomes worse and worse, you begin to bleed from your throat as it is torn and bloodied from the continuous strain. It is horrible, it is painful, it truthfully feels like everything within you explodes and spills your precious life blood and other fluids all about your body. Your bones seem to turn to paper, becoming brittle and barely able to hold your body up.

 

As for your other questions. Carrots can sate your hunger, giving you enough energy to carry yourself through the day. Milk makes me sick, and at times I puke, but it eases the burden of the plague slightly. I can't even go near meat, it's just... Stomach turning to say the least. All I eat at this point is carrots and all I drink is water to keep me through the day. Please, I beg of you, for not only myself but all others whom are plagued... Please find a cure."

 

-Skale

 

As Skale finishes the letter, a bird takes it off quickly and leaves him alone. He coughs violently, his entire body convulsing before he falls over and shivers harshly. "Damn this sickness..." He mutters to himself, blood leaking from his mouth and tears running down his face. Skale covers himself in a blanket and fights the cold away.

[Duckman2008 0]

*Contru sits down and begins to write his letter

"Carrots do nothing, milk makes me even more sick. The plague isn't out enemy, however. This is when 'they' will strike. Be careful, they have seen this unfold and have survived it. Now they will strike. It is best you make every effort to protect yourselves. Never let your gaurd down. Always be on alert of what is going on. Do not be fooled."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.