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[UltraValican]

This is pretty exhilarating. I apologize for bombarding you with questions so suddenly, but I noticed the spoons I created bare the same markings as a sword we found on one of your zombies. The one I can only assume you used to get a view of the battle and that I used to find your home. Can any magically inclined person find another one if they get a hold of an item created by a Mage in this manner? Does this apply to all items or just ones that bare the markings?

[Comrade P.]

Patrick Hunt
Your bloodloss is not stopped, but slowed. It hurts horrifcly, but you manage to deal with it.
[Next turn you get -2 and may lose consious]
You invade one of the homes which owner claimed that he is always glad to see you at his place two days ago. You wake him up and ask for doctor first. Than you remember he is a doctor.
He examines you hand swiftly and takes out a home-medkit which was held under his coach and begins to bandage it after sterilizing it with ethanol solution. Looks like youэму stopped the blood loss for a longer while. Doctor says that for complete stop he needs to tie every single blood vessel cut with a string. That is gonna hurt. Agree to do it now?

UltraValican
 - You're right - you are bombarding me with questions. Let's eat first! I'm hungry, and I presume your friends too.
He claps his hands, and you hear steps on the stairway. Then skeletons begin to bring in different food.

((Imma off for about 12-13 hours this time.))

[Patrick Hunt]

" If you don't mind could you call my followers first? If more of these traitor scum are around I want a few friends with weapons nearby I don't think I'm going to be in any shape to take down a second assassin tonight.

And if you have any local security forces I suggest you tell them to check the tavern some of those pore people might still be alive. It looked like the bastard killed everyone before coming for me."

Say this, wait for my people to show up to stand guard then let him fix me up. Send a pair of men to make sure the assassin is dead and to bring his body and equipment to me.

(( Thank god for assassins who knock on the door lol. I don't like your idea of entertainment lol. ))

[Comrade P.]

Patrick Hunt

((I don't like your idea of entertainment))

((Get used to it.))

Doctor runs out in the street (remembering to put on his nightrobe on the way) and gathers folks you know. You follow him, because staying alone with serious wound is not too good for you. You give them your orders, asking some to stay at your side. Just in case.
You select your room in an inn as your temporal base. There, you loot the dead assasin - yes, he is quite dead. His battleknives are something you gonna remember - they are razor-sharp, and this sharpness seems to have not completly natural source. In folds of his cloak, you find an empty vial. There is a drop left inside. You also find a letter written on strange gray paper in unknown languge. Your comredes confirm that it is not elven, dwarven, orcish, dragonborn or goblin's dialect.

[Patrick Hunt]

(( Uh oh. ))

Get my wound treated then wait for morning. Keep the loot.Ask the doctor if he knows what the liquid is or can find out.

[Comrade P.]

Patrick Hunt
((Speaking of assasin's folly.))
You feel bad. No, really bad. No, even horrificly bad. Agonizing pain spreads with terririficly low speed from your fresh wound. You are already suffering bloodloss aftermath, but this deginetly makes things worse. Looking at your bandaged wound (by the way, to be clear about this - your arm is chopped from the shoulder) you see something dark spreading from it. The same thing happens to your minor cut. While you watch at the small vial - that resembles flask of dark glass a bit - you swear you can see some symbol there. It is a skull drawn from a strange angle. You mention the same symbol on the letter's broken seal.
By the way, as doctor smells the containments of substance in vial, he looks worried. Than, he runs to his home lab quickly and adds a few drops of substance from a big brown glass bottle to the vial. It's contents become black flakes of fallout. He looks detryed now. As he looks at you, his gaze is filled with despair.

[Patrick Hunt]

(( Well game over I guess. ))

Ask him if theres a cure or if not how long the poison will take.

Suggest drawing out the infected blood and replacing it with fresh.

[Comrade P.]

Patrick Hunt
 - Actually, yes, and it can be found at drug dealer's place, but it's price far beyond my possesions... And even if we will get it somehow in 12 hours, it may cause some... aftermaths.

[Patrick Hunt]

" Such as? How much would it cost and how far is it? "

[Comrade P.]

Patrick Hunt
 - It can be found at almost every self-respecting drug dealer for a totally unmoderate price of 1000 Aerons per gramm, and you need at least 600 miligramms. If the dose will be lowed, aftermath mentioned above can be... harder to take. They are not dangerous for your health, and not every person is affected by those, but still... And the thing with blood-replacing wouldn't work - poison is among your organs already.

[Patrick Hunt]

"Where is the nearest one with a military base as well?"

[Comrade P.]

 - No idea about military bases, but I know for sure that required mutagen is traded at our market here, in castle. But I have not 600 Aerons any way. I have only 110 in my personal savings. I can gather some donations, but no idea if we can manage to gather sum in tome.

[Patrick Hunt]

"I have 500 with me for emergencies, can you bring one of the people who trades it here now please. I think I need to speak with him."

[Comrade P.]

 - Actually, if you have such funds, I'd recommend for you to satay here, for it should be safe for now already, and I gather the sum and run to buy the treat. For the time is short. And the pain should be horrific, - mentions doctor while putting on his decent suit to go outside.

You know, he is right. Pulses of pain pass all along you body so slowly like if you would be imersed into acid, drawn back and imersed again while doctor speaks.

[Patrick Hunt]

"I need to speak with the man anyway I have a few other products I may need to acquire. Just bring him here please and ask him to bring the cure along with him."

(( Like hell am I giving 500 Aerons to him he'd never come back. ))