Emillion Mods (emillionmods) wrote in emillion, @ 2013-10-02 09:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !plot: as i lay dying |
What: A messenger from Cammon arrives at the Mages Tower.
When: Today.
Rating: PG.
Not even a day’s travel from its sleepy neighbor, Grenoble, the farming village of Cammon did not expect their recent sorrows to seep into its daily life. But so it was now, with a number of fresh graves dug in their meager semblance of a cemetery. None had known such troubling sickness before this year, but all had died within the same tragic month. Whatever the nature of the strange illness that had befallen them, the rest of the villagers weren’t about to sit idly by and allow the situation to get worse. After a meeting at what served as the village hall proper, the people had come to a nearly unanimous conclusion that proper healers would need to be sent for. No longer would they simply be reliant on the usual salves and potions offered by the village wisewoman, and while buying the service of proper city mages was a financial burden on everyone, worse yet would be another string of deaths by the time winter finally came about. A courier was sent with the gil and the letter. He was a young and hardy man, almost twenty-five, and on his family’s strongest chocobo he made the dangerous journey through the outlands and to Emillion. When he finally arrived, worn and weather-beaten, the young man had been scared nearly to death by several hairy encounters with monsters on the road. He had little time to rest at an inn, however, before the courier made his way to the Mages Tower. (Delivered to the hands of Peony Min and Merrion Priddy:)
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