*Tyrian waits outside of Llast in the woods, invisible, waiting for Dev to see what he finds out, everyonce in a while wiping dripping puss from her face*
*Argos being at the temple at the moment, paying his respects on the way home, listens to the man pleas and turns his atention to him, once he finishes the service and prayers he stands and moves with calm step towards Dev, his hair tied in seven braids*
Excuse me sir. I see that you certainly are bringing an unusal kind of questions today . *he smiles a bit* Mind my manners, the name is Argos Stargazer, Are you... feeling like a zombie ? The case you present has been unheard, yet about the Silkwoods, there has been some reports that i've heard, but nothing concise .
The kind of issues you describe are too generals to find a narrow answer, as with everything, proper examination should be done, Do you have more information about the case? Like .. when did it started, how ?
*He awaits calm for a reply *
The officials and clerics of the temple seem very concerned with Deverain's report. They too wish to take a full report of the incident. Within hours a full council meeting is convened and rumours fly that not only has the head councilman taken a keen interest in the event but also that a complement of undead hunters will soon descend upon the Silkwood to comb and cleanse the blight.
Deverain speaks to anyone who wishes to hear the problem.
"I dun' really know wha' it would feel like ta be a zombie, but I feel rotten. An' I've been havin' nightmares about bein' dead and walkin' around an' such. An' my friend... She looks like a zombie. Still can talk, think, an' she dun' walk around moanin' an such, but she has rottin' flesh and I can see her brain...
"It started when we were huntin' spiders in tha Silkwood. In tha' bottom level, by the giant spider, there was a zombie. It had a greatsword coated in frost. I didn't think much of it, an' I went out ta fight it, but it cast some spell that circled me 'fore it blew up and knocked me down. The bloody thing killed us both. Luckily, we were stonebound, an' we went back and killed the zombie. I've been feelin' bad ever since then, an' my friend's zombie-ism started right afterwords."
*Argos looks upon Dev as he explains the problem* Well.. its certainly strange , so you feel like rotten, but otherwise alright, you are feeling this nightmares since you had the encounter with this zombie down there as well, isn't it? *As he asks that , he gives a visual examination of the man, looking for his general state of health, he focus on his flesh and eyes, trying to discern if he effectively its not "rotting" or turning himself into a zombie ). Also.. It would be necesary to see your friend, Its hard to see what could be the problem without it, For what you say it sounds like a transmutation, but. .. *Argos grimaces* Lets hope its just that. Where is she?
"Yes, I feel alright aside from that. And my friend is outside of town... she is somewhat mistrusting of priests. It may be wise to go out to meet her... I doubt I could get her to come in here."
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*Argos nods slowly* Alright, First things first , Please sit over here, let me do something, this may allow us to learn a bit about your condition, then we'll go and met with your friend. **he continues over with his examinations *
*Deverain is willing to allow any tests done to further the understanding of whatever is happening*
*Argos glances at the man, and focuses on him for a minute or so, once he presents with several blessings , and physical analisys, he looks at the man, and speaks * Its seems that you got a kind of curse, the symptoms are reflected as that, yet its seems something more than a weak curse its something else that prevents the standard removal actions and lore to cure. It doesn't at least seems to be divine in nature.
I must say we must look to your friend as soon as posible.
*Argos stnads and gestures Dev to do the same* Is she near you said? , Please lead me to her.
If you think so and she gets out of control, you may be ready then to face the truth that she may not be your friend no more, But lets not draw conclusions yet, *he gives a sincere smile upon the man* And worry not for my safety, i have faced plenty of dangers so far, Its not fear of danger that moves my feet, but the hope to be able to help somehow.
*Dev chuckles as they walk out towards the gates of Fort Llast* "Naw, she's just this way towards Toranites... She dun' really like the church in general, never has as long as I've known her."
*As the two move to the outside, Argos keeps his senses on the enviroment and the surroundings, he follows Dev till they arrive where he is guiding on the forest *
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Tyrian watches them approach invisibly. She takes careful note of the man Dev is bringing with. She sets forward, a bit squishily, taps Dev on the shoulder, snaps her fingers and appears.
"Tyrian Baldu'muur, proprieter of the Twin Dragon Inn."
She would allow an examination, but making it clear the whole time she has no love for Toran, bringing up her son Chaynce's death following Commander Stormhaven into battle.
She would tell him she has tried various healing salves and potions since she is a fairly talented alchamist. She would also tell him that she has also poured over books of the Al'noth looking at spells, and counter spells of necromancy. (She knows most all necromancy spells)
She would then patiently wait for a diagnosis.
*Argos nods slowly and looks in shock once the name is reveladed *
My.. milady Tyrian, I know you, you are the mother of my Uncle of course, *he closes his eyes for a moment upon the moment of realization pass * You may not remember me though , The name is Argos .. Argos Stargazer, I was the one founding the instalation of the memorial from the dead in the Leringards Arms that is on your inn. I am well aware of your disdain for our Lord, alas its not the moment to speak of religion, what matters here is that i am here to see about your condition, not to preach about beliefs. I've ran some tests on your friend here, and what i've found its not promising. I came here to check out if you are suffering from the same ailments.
*Argos observes to the woman, she as she was in life , seems like a dead version of herself, covered in wounds that do not bleed, as if was just a walking body, not a zombie as the initial report would have seen, Argos closes his eyes for a moment granted after his introduction is accepted and his help is not turned away*
*He conducts some tests, focusing on the changes that the woman had observed and then testing with some blessings upon her once the tests are concluded he looks at her dead eyes and speaks*
You have the same reactions than him, *gestures towards Dev* but apparently in a way more advanced case, this as I've seen is some kind of curse, but its mixed with something else, the changes are not easily removed, and its doesn't appear to be Divine on nature, or at least not divine alone, Both you and him *gesturing upon Dev again* seems to be afflicted by this curse, and no blessing apparently can disrupt for now, I've tried several upon both of you with the same results. But odd enough you are not a full undead. or not in the full sense of it, I mean your body functions, you seem "alive" inside, your organs work, you can bleed and the blood circulates to your body, you seem to be in the need of food and sleep, everything works as it should be, save for the physical body, your body is in an undead status, but its you, you bleed but your wounds doesn't heal.
I would like to run a final test, if you allow me, but i must warn that it can be painful if I am right on my theories, I will though try to make it the less painful than I can .
*He awaits for a moment for a reply*
*Argos closes his eyes, for a moment and opens one eye looking again at the undeadized Tyrian, the wounds that had been done unclosed, the bloodless parts of her body , he closes his eyes again and finishes a prayer upon Tyrian*
*The healing spell goes out undisrupted, the positive energy being converted from a more violent spell by the member of the Order of the Longsword, touches the "dead body" of the lady on the arm, the hissing from the touch comes out and Tyrian may feel an stinging and burning pain upon the touch of the priest, the wounds touched instead of being healed generates an adverse effect, Tyrian feels one of the hardest physical pains that she had felt, and this was a minor spell *
*Argos removes his hand as soon as he notices the effect giving her an apologetic look, and waiting for her to recover*
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