Kailei's Dilemma ((Not 100% open yet PM questions))

[Kailei]

Roth wasn't sick but Nyali was? That didn't sit right with Kailei, but she says nothing of it.

"Be nice Roth...he lended his aid so we weren't without a fighter here," She groaned as she sat up a little bit against the wall of pillows. "There is no change in my symptoms, I am no better, no worse..." She coughs and runs her hand through her now smoother hair.

"He even brought us supplies while you were resting, so you better be nice to him," She mutters as an after thought. She glances over at Nyali, she looked out the window and noted the position of the sun. She listened for the sounds downstairs, she heard Roth shuffling around, and not a whole lot else.

[Nyali]

Nyali's nostrils flare, she could scent the sickness on Roth. He must have had a reason to hide it. "Rot' try ta take da medicine." She nuzzled Kailei. "E'en i' ya do no be -hack- sick."

She began to crush the nuts with her claws and mix them in a bowl with the honey. She then offered it to Kailei, leaving it on the pedestal for her to drink. "Try ta drink it." She listened to Roth downstairs and began to purr, to comfort herself as much as to comfort Kailei. She shivered.

[Leyujin]

The troll warrior glanced between the two Sin'dorei. "Why do joo wish ta meet wit' me?"

The warlock, her felhound gaping its maw to one side, bowed her head slightly, refusing to break her stare with the troll. "I'm assuming that you are in high favor with The Grim, then?"

Leyu'jin gave a casual shrug. He didn't like being brought into this situation blind, and wasn't going to give them a stronger position if he could help it. "Nah really."

The blood elf warlock glared at the death knight. Continuing on, Leyu said, "But ah'll be glad ta convey a message o' othawise."

Settling her temper, she responded, "It's about your... diseased members. I have what they want." The troll warrior flitted his gaze momentarily, and nodded slowly. "Ah see. Wut da joo want?"

"It's very simple," the warlock said. "I want to spread my plague around. You know, cause a little havoc. And I'm sure the Grim can help."

Leyu'jin gazed at the blood elf with a casualness he did not feel. "Mmm, if we kin choose da target... ah believe da Grim would be mo' den happy ta assist." Smiling toothily, he continued, "Even ta cause a lotta havoc, ratha den a lil."

The warlock dipped her fingers into a fold of her robe, and retrieved a grubby looking pouch. "I was hoping the majority of those targets would be of the Alliance persuasion, but the more bodies, the merrier!"

Well, leastways dis blackmail not be even worse den ah tought. The troll nodded once. "Dat would be da target we'd be choosin'. An' fo' us, if it be concernin' dem... da mo' bodies indeed be da merriah." The warlock grinned wickedly in response.

"I'm glad you see it my way," she said. The death knight spoke up for the first time. His tabard was sewn with the emblem of the Raven Cross. Grinning as well, he commented, "Sounds wonderful." The warlock opened the pouch to reveal a vial of... something. The glass was covered in a thin layer of ice, while the reddish-brown contents boiled and hissed as if it were freshly brewed.

Eyeing it, then shifting his gaze back to the blood elf, Leyu askd, "So, 'ow would dis ting be distributed? 'ow be it spread?" The warlock barely noticed, admiring her handiwork, oblivious to either men at her sides. "Hm? The plague... is airborne. Blood-filled sputum is released through a cough or sneeze. Scratching or biting will also transmit it. The cure, however, is much simpler." The troll bowed his head with a languid nod. Continuing, she stated
matter-of-factly, "Of course, an intravenous drip of the vial mixed with a superior defense drought will cure your ill... if we're at an agreement?" She kept the vial at her own eye level, perking a brow as she looked over the stopper indignantly.

Wary still, the troll warrior grunted. "Simply enuff, if we administer da cure an' it works on dose Grim infected, we will keep our end o' da bargain. Gladly." Hesitating a moment, he finished, "Should it fail... der will be no havoc, let us sey."

The death knight looked at the warlock. "Should I see it done properly?" Responding to both the death knight and the troll, the warlock said, "There is no vaccine, as of yet. So be sure to keep your sick ones quarantined for another 12 hours."

Leyu'jin nodded. The she-elf delicately held the vial forward, and smiled. "You have the word of Calystae Ba'Lorre that this will work. If not, then you shall have a chance at my head."

Bowing with a courtesy he did not at all feel, Leyu took the vial in his gauntlet, and puts it into a small pouch filled with crushed herbs, slightly glistening from some type of oil. Calystae, the warlock, bowed her head with more grace this time, as their bargain was struck. "Very well, then. Eurphadion will be checking on our first victim shortly."

Leyujin nodded, a bit stiffly at that. "Glad we could come ta dis amicable agreement... Calystae, Euphradion." Calystae smiled. "Indeed. Now, I've another appointment to attend, so if you'll both excuse me." Winking slyly to Eurphadion, she called her mount. The death knight bowed before Calystae. The warlock called down to the knight, "I'll want your report by dawn." Eurphadion replied, "Of course." Turning back to Leyu'jin, Calystae said, "And... Grim? I'll be sure to pass along any other interesting potions I concoct. And perhaps it won't be through a live persuasion." At that, the she-elf flew off.

The death knight Eurphadion turned to the troll. "I -could- administer the iv should you not wish to expose yourself to the plague." Leyu'jin looked at the death knight. "Dat wonna be necessary. Dose healahs who were attendin' da patient hav only recently succumbed. Dey kin be provided wit' da cure." Eurphadion replied, "I know, I came here from Kailei's house." After a momentary pause, he said, "She is a friend."

Leyu'jin raised an eyebrow slightly. "Ah see. Joo mey check on da results short-like, den. We mey bot' 'ope da warlock's words prove troo."

Calling his own drake, Leyu brought his hearthstone to his mouth. "Grim, Kailei's infection be contagiously spread troo da cough. Ah hav obtained da antidote, Damballah willin'."

[Kailei]

((And a recap of what happened later))

And so the cure was administered that night to Kailei, Nyali and Roth'rili. Leyu'jin also took some to Bryii as well. Kailei begun to feel better as the night progressed and was able to eat a bit of food for the first time in weeks.

Kailei of course could not be happier that there was a cure, even if she had to stay in her home for another twelve hours. What was twelve hours compared to an entire week? However Nyali being a stubborn healer, wants Kailei to stay at the house for another twenty four hours, just to be sure, but at least she will be able to get up out of the bed in the morning.

So with Eurphadion making sure the cure was administered properly, and Kailei resting for another night, opting to take the Dreamless Sleep potion from Nyali again, she would sleep soundly until the morning, when she hoped to wake up healed and healthy.