Town Hall Kitchen: Friday Evening
Karal was not thinking. About anything. Not about what they'd found out in the library, not about what they'd found out on the boat. Not about what would happen if this didn't work.
His mind was filled with formless hope while he went through the automatic motions of boiling water and setting out the teapot. They would be bringing plants back from the preserve, plants that may prove to be their salvation, and the healers in Valdemar and Karse brewed most of their medicines into tea.
So that's what they'd try first. And then convince those in charge of the clinic it was a real solution when he wasn't sure himself. And then find someone to try it on.
Sunlord, keep your eyes upon all of us.
[ooc: For those bringing the cure!]
His mind was filled with formless hope while he went through the automatic motions of boiling water and setting out the teapot. They would be bringing plants back from the preserve, plants that may prove to be their salvation, and the healers in Valdemar and Karse brewed most of their medicines into tea.
So that's what they'd try first. And then convince those in charge of the clinic it was a real solution when he wasn't sure himself. And then find someone to try it on.
Sunlord, keep your eyes upon all of us.
[ooc: For those bringing the cure!]