Creation 3

[dodo_master]

[Thanks to his flaw when casting magic, Cynric has always been bursting with energy and has never been sick a day in his 1,100 years. But now that it's gone, all sorts of germs have decided he's a fresh new playground! He wakes up with just your run-of-the-mill cold, but, well, this is Cynric. He has no idea what is happening.

Here comes a panicked call to one and all!]

People! Someone! I need help!! [Coughcoughcough.] Oh goodness. Oh goodness. Citizens of Mayfield, my time is short. I do believe I'm dying. If... if someone makes it out of here, tell Luther and Aler--[Sneeze!] Oh my LORD! This is disgusting! Can anything be done about this?! What did I do when the kids were sick.... no! I have no magic now! Does anyone have medicine? Please, before it's too late! [Coughcough]

Comments

Have a not-dad! Though who knows if they've ever even run into each other yet~

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

Oh? What kind of medicine? [Hey, he's got the pharmacy job, and since Ema was helpful enough to give him the run-down of things, he now knows what most of them are for!]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . You sound like you have a cold. You should probably just stay in bed.

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

Oh, you'll come back.