THE ROT SPREADS

[Carson 936]

[!] Spread throughout the dark recesses of Haense's sewers and slums is a distressing notice written in childlike print with ink that has begun to run like blood.

 

HARK! A NEW DISEASE IS UPON US.

A NEW DISEASE THAT ROTS BOTH BODY AND MIND.

SPIRIT AND SOUL.

 

YOU ARE ADVISED TO WEAR A MASK AND DISTANCE YOURSELF. THE INFECTED ARE TOO FAR GONE, PROBABLY.

 

GODAN CANNOT SAVE YOU. HE TAKES TOO LITTLE INTEREST IN THE AFFAIRS OF DESCENDANT-KIND.

BUT THE GOAT CAN.

FIND SALVATION IN THE GOAT. HE WILL RISE.

[Wet_Roaches 80]

never fear! the cleaners are here! the spreading Rot shall not stop the triumphant march!

[MunaZaldrizoti 5674]

Barbara Morovar scoffed. "I will await the word of the King and the Surgeon-General...not the vague words of some fearmonger," She'd toss the scrap of parchment into a hearth she passed on her way to her new office, settled within the Aulic Envoy's ambassador hall.

[ReveredOwl 5314]

"There is niet plague here nor mask enforcement." remarked Walton.

[Salvius 347]

"The Fake News is working overtime. I won't be tricked by Oren lies." Nina Svetlana Morovar muttered to herself.