Sick Conclusions - RPLOG
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Date
22/8/477
Log
With word that the councilbeing was already sick enough to have the red spots and be bed ridden, the best physicians that the city has are called to save him, if only to get answers out of the foolish being. The doorbeing, a tall greyhound female of the graceful clan, looks surprised, "You're all here to see the master? He's very sick you know..." When explained why they are here, she demures and allows them in, directing them to his room, where he lays atop his blanket, fur matted down with sweat, and exposed skin splotched red with the disease. He looks over at the group through barely open eyes.
Selena approaches the being with a somewhat sympathetic look on her face. "Well, you could say that. I'd say I'm here to ask more questions than just look." she replies, making her way in nevertheless moving over to the being - not directly, rather remaining a 'safe' distance - something of a token given disease being as it is. "Hello, councillor." She greets quietly, musing something to herself under her breath.
Siyu takes a deep breath as he adjusts his scented mask. Not as ornate as a lot of the others he's seen around. But enough so that the aromatic herbs at least filter the air he's breathing. So it is in the city, it stalks already. He has a few of his latest batch of test strips. "If you could please..." he holds up a strip to the greyhound. "I have a test for fever. I think it would be best if all the household were tested to see if they are running hot." he offers meekly. Prehaps they can get lucky and keep it to one household.
The Greyhound bobs her head at Siyu, "I feel fine, m'lord," she assures, but she dutifully holds the strip, then shakes it a bit, looking uncertain, "How do I use it?"
The councilbeing offers little greeting other than what could maybe be a nod.
Cythim carefully approach, from far, the sick councillor, trying to see the firsts symptoms visible on the patient. Readying some sort of mask that she wrap around her mouth and nose. She then get closer to see how the Greyhound is doing physically.
Selena looks back to Cythim briefly, before turning back to the councillor. "Would you be so kind as to describe how you were feeling leading up to this?" she asks, though it's fairly clear she isn't too convinced the being will respond at all - taking notes on the being's appearance before the salamander moves in. "Cythim, I don't know how much experience you have, but either way I'd appreciate it if you let me know what you notice; for everyone's benefit, I'd like to keep some notes just in case." she notes, producing a small water magic spell of her own for whatever it would be worth - for the time being, there wasn't much more for her to do.
Siyu lifts a hand up and he touches the mathmagic rune in the middle. There's just three colors. After extensive testing he's gotten the tempreture of normal beings...somewhere aroudn 98.5, though he has no numeric measurment for it since there's not tempreture scale. Green would be within normal range of 1 degree or so. Blue cold, Red hot. Simple, easy, effective, disposable. He will let the other healers first crack at the council member. Hoping beyond hope they could isolate the staff and prehaps stop it here. "Just hold it to your forehead, and the color will show." he looks over, "Do you have any skill in fire magic?" he asks as he has more strips.
The councilor is not the same species as the doorman. A chipmunk, though looking a bit more thin instead of the usual jovial pudginess. Drenched with sweat, with a cloth on his head doing little to help. "What... are you all doing here?" he finally asks. When the question comes he pauses again, "I felt hot, but this is a hot city, that's normal. But the sweating. Even when inside. The dizziness was not long after that. Now I can't sit up." He wheezes for breath after the long speech, but it soon calms down.
The doorbeing smiles and holds up the strip to the right place, eventually producing a simple green color, "Is that good?" she asks, "Green is good right?" Her tail wags behind her, as if proud of her result. "Can I get any of you some tea? I'm being a terrible host."
Cythim says, "The best way to pinpoint what would be his potential disease would be to try his body actions, reflex and temperatures.". Cythim notice Siyu using his contraception on the council member. "But for now, let's wait what Siyu system tells us before starting to guess what he may have caught.". While she wait, she ready her medical pack, and organize her tools and herbs. Then she hear the chipmunk talking. "You are feeling hot? We should probably try to get somewhere fresh, it would at least ease your body, since i don't believe this is actually normal.". She het next to the chipmunk. "Do you know a good place for this matter?"."
Selena clicks her tongue quietly, jotting down the comments from the councilor. "Well, we're here on report that you have contracted Red Fever." She replies quietly. "It's of utmost importance that you let us know who you've been in contact with over the last few days so we can ensure they haven't contracted the disease." She replies, closing her eyes for a few moments. "Siyu, you said? I'm surprised, but I suppose it shouldn't come as a shock he'd have his proverbial finger in more things than just the few trades I'm aware of."
A mask in place, and with a bag in each hand, Mirana drops one to knock up the door. A very simple dress on, even a covering for her hair, bound up upon the top of her head. "Pardon the delay, getting here was not a short task, grabbing supplies from stock." She says. "Mirana Solacious, pleased to see you here, Siyu, Cythim, Selena, though I'd wish for different a situation." Placing the bags upon the floor, and with quite a bit of trouble, openning them up. Once has... leather gloves, treated with what smells like a fairly strong alchohal, along with more bottles of the stuff. The other bag conatines some pages of paper, a quill embued with magics, and an assortment of supplies. "Good Siyu, please keep going, I'll take down notes. Thank you." She says, looking to the chipmonk, "It's going to be fine sweetie, we're going to ask some questions, and then get you some help, alright?" She says softly.
Siyu nods his head, "Yes Green is good, it means you are not running hot and with fever. If you can gather the rest of the staff. I suppose we must find if anyone else is running fever. They might be hiding it like...like the councilbeing did." he gives a soft little sigh. Shaking his head, "no food or drink for me please..." he looks over to the councilbeing, "Has he been given anything for the fever? Willowbark? Peppermint?" he asks the Greyhound before she bustles off. He steps into the room and he blinks, seeing Selena, giving a cough he bows his head and adjusts his mask, "I've become somthing of a healer..." he holds up a fresh strip. "I have made a quick fever detector. Good way of sorting through sick I think." he looks at the council member and gets close. Exmanining him, this is the first plauge victim he's seen after all, and he will examine over his features, looking for anything...odd. He looks over at Mirana and nods, "I think Selena is also taking notes..." he offers MIran and nods at Cythim as she unpacks. "When the Being comes back with tea, please infuse it with some peppermint. We will see if he can drink anything..."
The chipmunk shakes his head, "No!" he cries in alarm, "Cold kills. I heard it this morning from the crier. They're... dropping like flies up north. I'll stay here, in the warm." he argues, fingers clutching into the fabric of his bedding, not that he's likely able to give much a fight in his condition. "I've... done my duties." He closes his eyes, "Can you fix it? Will I die?"
The doorbeing looks a bit worried, but excuses herself, "His Physician asked that we feed him a special tea. I'll bring it back with me." moving towards the front door, brushing past Mirana with a perplexed expression, but deciding getting tea and passing out the stripes is more important than asking who Mirana is. Oh today is going to be busy! She closes the front door along the way.
"We need to contain the disease as much as we can, as we don't need to spread throughout the town". She looks around. "We should also forbid the place for whoever doesn't have proper skills in medicine, as they would only make our work harder.". She notice the result of the system, then says to the doorbeing, "Green? Then i'd believe you should keep your distances for a bit as you could still be infected afterwise."
Cythim quickly run toward the doorbeing after she said her advice, "Wait! Did you said special tea? Can you tell what you used for it and who prepared it?". It may have done something wrong. "And can you bring it to us beforehand?".
Selena looks back to Mirana somewhat unimpressedly as the noble makes her way in. "You've been away." She states unusually curtly. "And this is neither the time nor place for some of the things I have to say to you. Siyu's correct; I have been." She notes, tapping the pen on her paper in emphasis. "If you need a copy, then I will forward one on."
"Sir, for what you have done in your lifetime I'm sure you've done that and more." She replies, sighing quietly. "I believe you have a right to know as much. It is usually a fatal disease, and we don't have a cure at present - which is why it's so important you let us know who you've been in contact with recently. There's only so much treatment that can be done with what's known about the disease right now." the wolfess explains, looking back over to the kangaroo rat again. "I'm impressed. You've come a long way since you got here..." the wolfess takes a half-step back, leaving a little more space for the others to move about.
With a look to Selena, Mirana's tails bustle up a bit, but she smoothes them back out quickly enough, "Dear councilman, Selena is quite right, but you are in good hands here. The best the city has to offer. We'll ensure all is done for your benefit." She says, continuing to smile behind her mask. Taking out a pair of the gloves she puts them on, getting ready to record, "You've been doing your normal duties, very admirable! But where do your duties take you? Do you often to the Main Concourse? The Docks?" She asks. She'll have quite a few questions for his help as well. Walking close to Siyu and Cythim, she whispers to them, low and quiet.
The councilbeing lets out a defeated sigh of a noise, "I've heard the same rumors everyone else has. I've never even been to Shralesta, damn their sun baked city." More wheezing happens as he pauses to catch his breath, "Creators take them all." A curious curse to level on the city of piety. "My duties are in the castle. I argue... for the people."
Elsewhere, the doorbeing has already hurried off, and is passing strips around to the other servants she happens across, and prepares tea, and is generally busier than she has been in the last month. She comes hurrying back, without the prepared tea, but with a tin, and one other servant, "He turned red," she advised, nudging the robin into the room and setting the tin down, "Here's the tea the physician recommended." And she's off in a flash, not even pausing to hear responses.
Siyu sucks in a breath, "He's in the advanced stages. I...I am not sure if his body has the means to fight it..." he says finally with a nod, he glances back to Cythim, "There are some leaf packets, markted Elderberry and also feverfew. We're going to have to get him to drink as much tea or broth as we can. He's sweated out most of his fluids, you can see how pale his lips are..." he nods, "And he will have to be bathed. I do not know if there is a tub ready. But almost hot water should be drawn. Well it doesn't have to be drawn. I'll do it myself I just need a tub. I think...I think we can lift him by the sheets and it should not be too risky." he says through his mask. "I use some of my abilities to try and help fortify his constitution but I do not know. And...Find that damned doctor! He's at fault for this. He treated the councilbeing and kept quiet. He needs to be hauled in too." he looks up at Mirana and flattens his ears. He is a bit jumpy and a bit panicy. The rodent just trying to keep it together while surrounded by strangers and disease. He looks at the robin, and he gives a litte nod, "Did you dedicate to Phoenix?" he asks the robin simply and matter of factly as he looks at the tin, openining it up to see the mixture, while also looking for a tub.
As she got the tea from the doorbeing, she return back were the healers were gathered. Cythim talk to everyone, "This is the supposed 'special' tea that the physician recommended. I have no idea of how it was made but i'd believe it could've be...", she look around and at the chipmunk while she move around, telling everyone else while making sure he doesn't hear the comment, "could be the reason of his disease...". Cythim give the tea to Mirana. "Lady Mirana, i'd like to try it myself but i must attend to the servitors inside the mannor.". That being said, she rush back into the manor, trying to gather more informations as she tries to limit the damages.
The robin blinks at the question, "I'm just a servant, m'lord. I couldn't even dream of a sacred family like that. I found a little bit of dust once." He fishes a pocket and pulls out a whee little bag, within the faintest glimmer, "All I ever had. Not even sure what to do with it, but I thought it gave me good.. luck." he says, swallowing hard and not looking all that lucky. If he has what the councilbeing has, it clearly isn't as far, as he's not sweating a storm or looking terribly dizzy. "There's a tub right there though, m'lord." He steps across the room and pulls back a curtain, revealing a ceramic tub with gold inlay, "The master ordered it when he won his position. A reward to himself, m'lord. It can heat and cool water. Every expensive, I'm told." He's gone all talkative, easier to ramble than to consider his potential mortality.
Selena looks back to the doorbeing somewhat alarmedly before they take off again, writing down a quick few lines. "Mm, he reported feeling hot, followed by sweating even when indoors, dizzy spells and... this. He's also said he can't sit up." She recites. "Any fluids, really."
The robin quickly attracts her attention, prompting the woman to turn to them. "Pardon, I'd rather not trouble the councillor too much with questions in his condition. I'm sure the others here have some equally important ones to ask, but if I may ask - how have you been feeling recently?"
"I'm mostly fine, M'lady," says the robin, starting to shake a bit, eyes darting about, "A little hot around here of late, nothing serious... am I going to die? I don't want to die, m'lady, I have things I want to do, little things, but things. I'm not ready to go." Tears start to stream down his face as his facade shatters entirely, "I'm not a councillor, but you can help me too, right, please, don't just let me die."
Siyu nods his head a bit a bt to the Robin as he looks at the tea. Passing it off to Mirana as Cythim does. He takes a deep breath. "All right." he looks at the Robin, "For whatever reason you're running hot. I do not know why. But hopefully we can either find out if my little trick is wrong, or if we can help you. You look healthy after all." he gets the tube, and starts to fill it with water. He wants it hot, for the fever patient, but not burning of course. He prepares it, as well as finding a tea service to prepare his feverfew tea. Getting ready to try and treat the councilbeing, "Fluids and a warm bath. I will try to fortify him after the bath..." he nods. "Can I get...a hand...a hand on one end of the bed sheets." he will ask to help lift the being into the tub with the sheets. "Afterwards we should have a servant strip the bed and make it clean again." He looks to the robin, "Take a breath. breath in and out. It could be my test is simply wrong. But we shall do what we can. Though you still have a duty to do yes? Come help me"
Mirana grabs a few more gloves, passing them to Cythim and Siyu, offering a pair to Selena, "Carefully burn them when you are done." She says as she offers them about, looking to the tea as it is passed from Siyu, to Cythim, to her. A short sniff, looking at it. She'd have to boil some water to see the color of fluid it made, but maybe she could figure out what it was easy enough. A nod to Selena, listening to the questions for now, "Cythim, if you don't mind actually, please give Siyu a hand, move him very very carefully, a warm bath may help, but yes, tea, broths..." hearing the robin going on, Mira grips her papers under her arm, walking over, voice calm and pleasent. "You're fine sweetie, we're going to take care of you as well, don't worry. But we'll have to ask you to accompany us after we are all done here, ok? Please put this on, and a pair of these." She says, offering a pair of treated gloves and a mask.
Cythim grabbed the gloves before going around the mannor and worn them without saying but give a nod to Mirana. Once here, she look around to see who may be affected and whatnot as she ask around the servitors and whoever living in the building. "What did you do during the last days?", "Anything wrong among the folks?", "Did you drinked something special recently?", "Did a doctor or a healer already passed here before the sickness showed itself?", were some of the questions she asked around, trying to ease out the suffering of whoever was sweating, by giving them concoctions of herbs, mostly trying to coll down their temperature and reassuring them if possible.
Looking at the medicinal tea in her paws, Mira gives a near inaudible growl, tails brustling up again. She hands the container off to Selena, a whisper to her, no need for the patent to know, watching on as Siyu continues to ask for help in moving their patient. "I'll give you a hand, dear, but you'll need to take most of the weight." She says.
The robin shakes his head quickly as he moves to help, "Oh no, the master had a physician! He wanted to... stay healthy," he says, smirking a bit at the irony of it all. "He suggested the new tea when rumor of the disease started spreading," he explains, helping to move his master over towards the tub.
Selena raises a hand as she's offered the gloves, shaking her head. "I'm going to take the notes I have to the academy and look for some leads on more... Specific methods of treatment." She replies, looking back to the robin shortly thereafter. "As Siyu has said, you may just have a fever. Please let them know if you start to feel dizzy or have trouble sitting up... In the meatime, it would be best if you take these good beings' advice; make sure you have plenty of water."
as Mirana leans over, the wolfess stiffens slightly, plainly not comfortable with being near the vixen, though she at least hears the woman out before clenching her teeth a little. "I'll keep you as updated as I can, within reason, Mrs. Solacious. I trust you'll see this through." Odd emphasis on 'this', though the rest of her statement's ire is clearly directed someplace else.
Siyu nods his head as he makes sure the Robin has gloves and a mask too. Setting the poor fellow into the bath he nods to him. "It may feel cold, but I swear it is not. It is hot water, we're trying to cool your fever." he chitters and motions to the robin. "Please strip the sheets from the bed and put on new ones. We will probably burn the old ones though. Put them off to the side for now. He reaches down and offers a cup of the Feverfew tea to the council being. Letting him slowly sip it, but making sure he drinks it all. "You have to keep drinking fluids. Or else the fever will kill you. Now...let's soak and clean you." taking a sponge and just gently scrubbing the councilbeing, seeing how he reacts. But going to make sure he's at least washed and cooled a little and drinking a full pot of the tea for now! Getting him somewhat ready for his abilit not wanting the shock to kill him.
And in comes the doorbeing, wielding a teapot filled with a local flavor and a half dozen cups, which are soon filled with fragrant libations, "Here we are, the biscuits are right here," she says, pointing to where they are nestled between all the other things, "If you need anything else at all, I will be by the door." And zoom, off she goes, earning her weekly stipend.
The robin takes it all in as best as he can, practically ripping the bedding off and hauling it away in a hurry as if getting rid of it quickly may save himself.
Having heard what sound like a solid lead for the cause of the spreading disease, Cythim ask around more, this point, focusing more her questions. "Do you know about someone called 'The Physician'?", "Did you see someone that tried to make the council member heathly toward the rumored disease?", "What were used for the special tea, if you know about it?", "Did you got anything new for preparing teas?".
Mirana helps to move the chipmunk with Siyu, going back to taking down notes. But it seems that beings are not to stay in this room for long. Maybe she'd have to invest in one of those fancy air spirits for better communications... "Siyu, if you need anything dear, try to get someone to come get me, I'm going to try and stop someone that might be able to answer my questions more. Have you been able to do anything with that plant from Cliffside yet? I'd never seen anything like it before." She says, looking out the door, trying to catch someone who could answer her questions, wondering what Cythim was off doing.
Siyu scrubs and rubs the councilbeing, another cup of tea, another fe motions letting him soak and waiting for the robin to finish up. He will motion him over onc the bed is prepared. "Fetch the towels please..let us help him stand up...and dry him off and then help him back to his bed..." he does so. Hoping the councilman can at least stand on his own now. Drying him off and helping him or carrying him over to the newly made bed. He looks to the robin and motions to the tea pot. "That is feverfew tea...it is good for fevers. I would recomend you drink some, in moderation. Too much of the herb will poison you, so when you sit and have tea have a pot of the feverfew tea all right. It should help if you do have a fever. As for the council men...I will try and fortify him. He needs more fluid, and a lot of it. He should keep drinking. As long as he is sweating he will need fluids. Tea, water, broth. Give him feverfew as well..." he taks a deep breath and focuses. Resting his hands upon the councilman's chest and head he begins to focus and putting Cleansing Heat into him.
The doorbeing, being closeby, attempts to field Cythim's questions, "Mister Stonebottom? Shelled folk, nice being he is." she advises, "Don't know what's in the special tea. We were just asked to prepare it for the master with breakfast, and I've done just that. I hope he gets better soon," she says with a frown.
The councilbeing is largely cooperative, or trying to be. Drinking is a slow process that requires patience as he forces it down his parched throat one sip at a time. He does seem to relax in the bath though, looking just a little less like breathing death.
Siyu gives a slow nod and glances back to the robin, he pulls out a few clean masks and gloves and sets them on the table...as well as his fever detecting strips. "IT could be you are just running hot. I'll leave a few so you can test your master and yourself on occasion. As I said. He must have broth and liquid, as long as he sweats he must have more. More water and fluid, until he's strong enough to sit up and move around, then he can drink it on his own. Feverfew tea as I said. And warm to hot baths. You, if you have fever should have the tea as well, and keep drinking fluids. It shold help." he pats the Robin, "You seem quite strong, and I am sure your master would appreciate a fine sevant to stay near him. If you are sick...you are sick he cannont make you sick twice. So you shouldn't have too big a fear. Wear your gloves and masks. Keep away from other people. Keep yourself and others safe and you should be fine." he pulls out a 100 crown coin and presses it into the robin's palm. "Be well"
Cythim hear the doorbeing, "Thank you for the answers, it could potentially help us tremendously to nurse back your master. You should probably not brew tea for a moment, at least not until we get to the bottom of this.". Then she hurry off the mannor. She whisper around, dodging the bathing councilbeing that he had the visit of a certain Mister Stonebottom, a Shelled folk, and what he was the one who advised the special tea, with a strange coincidence as it match the occurance of the disease.
"Yes, yes, broth, liquids," says the robin, "And the tea? A lot more tea." he says, still shaking a bit, "Thank you, m'lord, thank you so much! You have the true creator's spirit," he says in a gushing even as he moves over to the tea the doorbeing brought and slugs down a cup, then another, seemingly ignoring the hotness of it. Better burns than slow painful death.
In the hallway, the doorbeing faces Cythim, "I'm not sure what you mean," she says, confused in expression.
Siyu blinks and he holds a hand up, "Wait...no...I did not brew that tea..." he will shake his head some and he will move over to the Robin, "Stop and calm yourself...here...camomile..." he chitters and insteads brews some for the robin. "Calm your neves and sooth them. If you do not FEEL sick that means you are most likely going to be fine. We are treating you now. With feverfew and with good broth. You will be fine, your body should fight off the disease. Just be careful of what you brew." he motions to the marked packets, "Feverfew...Elderberry...camomile. As I said, Take in moderation and do not burn yourself..." he pats the robin again.
Siyu spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
The robin points at the special tea in the tin, "And that too right?" he asks, confused. "It's supposed to help. I've...." He looks over at his employer, then goes quiet.
Mirana whinces slightly watching the robin drinking down the tea with a fury! "Dear, what is your name again? You'll be fine, don't hurt yourself trying to keep yourself from being hurt. Now then, if you have anymore of that special tea, throw it out, burn it, but don't use it. Your medic was mistaken, but don't worry. Listening as Siyu says what she was saying as well, "No more of that special tea, stick, for now, only to ones you know well, tried, and true." Reaching out and putting her gloved hands upon the Robin. If nothing else, it would be reassuring, a Cleansing Heat from herself. "Now, can you tell me everything that was happening for our councilman there over the course of the past few days?"
"Oh and before i do anything else... Some of the folk inside the mannor are also affected by the Red fever, meaning that we potentially have an unhealthy amount of patients to treat.". Then Cythim look at the robin. Noticing Mirana was questioning him, she stayed silent for a moment, holding her own request in mind.
Siyu shakes his head, "No, it is not any medicine I recognize. I do not know what it is or what it does. I would not use it...I would use what I know...did the physician tell you waht it was? No? Then I cannot say what it does...I am telling you what each of my herbs is and you can ask about them at your leisure." he nods. He looks over at Mirana, "Oh he was? I thought so..." he nods. Taking a step back as Mirana is taking over the talking. He will instead move to clean up. Sterlize the tub, turn the water to steam. Taking the sheets and bedding out. A little firemagic to burn them, as well as his gloves and mask. Putting on fresh.
The robin turns a bit green around the beak, "What, oh, creators preserve." He says, slumping down against the now stripped bed. "I drank some of it. I finished his cups when he was done with breakfast. I didn't want to die of that disease." he confesses, "Serves me right for stealing from the master."
The doorbeing shakes her head, "Only one red, all the rest green," she reports with a proud hint in her voice, "We're a very healthy lot. I hope the master is well again soon, so we can all get back to work instead of all this worry and rot."
Mirana shakes her head a bit more, "You are going to be ok." She says, giving a few pants herself, "Now then, if you, or anyone else, starts to feel badly again, come see me, Siyu, Cythim... Siyu, didn't we get a new apothacary in?" She asks, looking at him a moment. "We will be able to help. If you can't find one of us, I'm very sure there are others too, I know Selena, who was in here earlier, is skilled herself, and Miss Sveta Longtail as well." She says, writting down names and common locations, "The building is almost done, it will be openning up as a house of healers for us here in Sweetwater, and we will not turn anyone away once its doors are open. It will be in the Saints Square." She continues writting, not sure if he himself can read, but surely someone here would be able to, "Now then, no fewer than eight cups of tea or broth each day, light meals as they can be taken, lean toward soups. And anything that the councelman uses, is to be burned and not used again until we can see that this calamaty has passed from him. Do you understand? And dear, everything is fine." She assures again, "Myself with the Hands of Dawn and many others are working hard to see us all through this."
The robin nods slowly, "Yes, yes." He moves over to the special tea and puts the top of the tin back in place, pressing firmly. He grabs a quill off the shelf and writes 'DISPOSE - DO NOT DRINK' on it in big bold letters. 'DANGEROUS' he puts on the other side of it, then he drops it like it's hot and returns to taking care of his master, "If you want to fire me when you're better, m'lord, I entirely understand." he mumbles as he works.
Siyu returns and he takes a little breath to himself, "The tea...hm" he nods and he takes the tin, from the robin once he finishes writing on it "I think it would be best if we have every description of his physican we can. How to contact him and where we can find him..." he nods as he remains holding onto the tea. Looking rather suspecious at it...more conspriacy! He will hold onto the tea, "We should keep this to see what we can find out about it..." he nods.
The chipmunk, for his part, doesn't look in a firing mood at the moment, just nursing his cup and taking slow breaths. He looks relieved overall, as if he believes he may yet see the next day, which does wonders for morale.
Cythim talks to the robin, "I also have a request for you... Can you send someone to search Mister Stonebottom? I'd believe we could use his help... and if he doesn't want to, make sure that he comes, with guards if it need to, and by telling that this is an order from your master and Lady Mirana Solacious. Ok?".
The robin is happy to give the basic run down of Mister Stonebottom, who is apparently a tortoise, "I haven't seen him today. He usually stops by once a day to see how things are doing, but he didn't arrive today."
Mirana smiles, with the robin reassured, the patent looking better, and questions being answered, she feels something of grave importance needs to be discussed. "Siyu, you have things well in hand here, the King just left the council rooms, so I'm going to hope that I can still catch him." She says, starting her slow waddle back out of the room, passing Cythim talking with the doorbeing, "Cythim, good work." She says, continuing on, once she is safely away, changing into her normal dress, burning her other clothes, mask, and gloves before attempting to find Good King Good.
Siyu nods his head a bit, "All right...we will need to analyze what's in this tin, this is probably our best clue as to what is in it..." he says once we're outside. "If it is poison it is nefarious, and widespread. All of those people in Shrlasta?" he shakes his head, "This is horrific."'
