event >> the end is fucking nigh
Tonight around 11, Moirine's fever hit its high point. She's sweating profusely, shivering and burning hot to the touch. The healers are starting to prepare for the worst. There are at least three priests in the room, along with a cancellarius, at all times. On top of that, words have started sneaking into the Occia's fever mumbles. The words and phrases she says most often are, "soon", "has come", "cita", "not cita", "no", and "please". There are some random other interjections, but the ones listed above keep coming back. Her eyes are open through all this, but it's obvious that Moirine is not at home and not responding to anything anyone says or does.
Tomorrow morning, her fever will break and she'll regain consciousness around noon, then fall back to sleep after drinking some broth and having a bath.
In a few days, word of all this will reach the city at large, either through a blabby priest or initiate who happened to be passing by her chambers. Some people will interpret her fever dream as a heralding of the coming of Cita. So, expect to hear a lot of gossip about the Occia's 'vision' and to see quite a few religious fanatics preaching in the more rundown areas of Tyrol.
Tomorrow morning, her fever will break and she'll regain consciousness around noon, then fall back to sleep after drinking some broth and having a bath.
In a few days, word of all this will reach the city at large, either through a blabby priest or initiate who happened to be passing by her chambers. Some people will interpret her fever dream as a heralding of the coming of Cita. So, expect to hear a lot of gossip about the Occia's 'vision' and to see quite a few religious fanatics preaching in the more rundown areas of Tyrol.