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It started out like any normal night guarding the clinic. Normal except for the additional guards, the small gnome scratching incessantly at her arm and Gentyl's roiling stomach.

"I should have someone take a look at this rash." She pulled her sleeve up a little to show red, welted skin.

"You, Spriggel?" Derscha asked.

The gnome nodded vigorously.

"I'll walk you over to the healers, if you want. But as for the job application, if you want it, consider yourself hired."

She started to hold out her hand and then pulled it back. "I'd shake, but the rash might be contagious."

Derscha nodded and looked around. "Just be warned... if something happens here, as your new boss, I'm ordering you to leave as quickly as you can."

"I'll scurry away faster than a Stonetalon spider, ma'am."

It was a slow night, so Gentyl decided to have them look at her arm. "I might as well have you all take a look at this."

"What is it?" Belpha asked and started unwrapping the bandages on her arm.

"Pang got me last night."

He frowned. "It's a pretty deep cut Sepha, you should have come seen someone sooner. You can't leave things like this to chance"

"Particularly where Pang is involved," Finnaeous added.

"Belpha! Gods, I'm not a child."

Belpha looked at her coldly "Then don't act like one, Sepha. Oh this might hurt"

Gentyl blanched. Her mouth watered and she clutched at Belpha's arm. "I need to sit down. I'm feeling kind of sick."

Tereneimus stepped up to offer his assistance. "Who is this Pang? Someone who's adept at poisons?"

She nodded. "He's a forsaken rogue who thinks his daggers belong in my back."

Belpha summoned a fire totem. "This should keep you calm, which will hopefully loosen you up, you're too stiff to examine properly"

Finnaeus looked on. "I once saw a Forsaken rogue that applied a poison that turned a man to complete stone. I don't know how they operate with their brains filled with maggots, but those Forsaken make some pretty vile and effective compounds."

Gentyl shrugged. "Well, the Commander says I am rather hard-hearted at times. He'd just have the rest of me to go along with it." She doubled over. "I'm getting sick."

Belpha pulled her to her feet. "Let's get inside.

Mithara stood in the doorway, her arms across her chest. "You're not bringing her in here. We're treating someone."

"I'm not going in where the rash is," Gentyl said. "It may be contagious."

Belpha scowled at Mithara. "Get out of my way. We're putting her in a room." He pushed past Mithara and led Gentyl to a room upstairs, where Gentyl promptly found a bucket and vomited.

Downstairs, Kixek, Derscha, Terenimus, Rlinasho, Allonty, Mithara and Harmarth were all gathered around the gnome with the rash that seemed to be spreading.

Gludmilde wrinkled her nose. "Were that a bad fish pukin' or a pais'n one?"

Gentyl groaned and puked again.

Belpha examined her eyes. "They're blue."

Gentyl snorted. "Of course they are, Belpha."

"No, I mean the whites of the eyes are blue. That's not normal."

"The spice must flow?" someone said.

"Spice?" Gentyl's stomach lurched again.

Terenimus came up the stairs. "Something, likely poison, is inevitably causing her body to attack itself. Seems like the stomach's been the first victim."

"I just hope we get out of this without any further injury...as this lovely gentleman indicates, Pang seems to have taken a deeper hold on Gentyl than she thought<" Finnaeous said.

Shiningnight laid a hand on her brow. "She seems feverish."

Gludmilde cried out. "Auch! Ye eat somethin' off?"

Gentyl laid her head on the table. "I haven't eaten much in two days."

"What did you eat before that?" Allonty asked.

"I've been on the trail. Dried meat, cheese, bread," Gentyl mumbled.

Gludmilde leaned close. "Ye wan' a leg o' mutton, Seffer?"

Gentyl grabbed the bucket and puked again. "No."

Belpha whispered in her ear. "You and Commander Turncutt wouldn't happen to be sexually active would you?"

She raised her head and wiped her mouth. "Sexually active? The hell kind of question is that? Of course we are! Gods, Belpha, we're married, why wouldn't we be?"

"Umm...did it ever occur to you that this sickness could be...caused by carrying a child?"

Gentyl shook her head. "No, no, that isn't possible."

"And you know this how?"

"I just do."

Shiningnight said, "She has a certain....glow....about her. Could just be the nausea, though. Or an aura."

"Perhaps Pang did something to the poison,' Finnaeous offered. "Bam! Pang hits you with impregnating venom! However, I'm not sure even the Forsaken have created *that* particular venom."

Mithara snorted. "No, but her husband has."

Meriste gasped. "Sepha is pregnant with Pang's baby?'

"It's a Panglet," someone said.

"Pang stabbed me, you idiot!" Gentyl yelled. "He didn't 'stab' me."

Helhammer wandered into the room eating an old haunch of mutton, ripping away the scorched flesh with his teeth. Gentyl looked up at the sound and retched again.

Finnaeous looked a bit nervous and tugged at his collar. "Sepha, what did you say you last ate?"

"Dried meat, cheese and bread," she mumbled. "I was on a march."

"Did you, uh, prepare this food?"

She opened one eye and stared at him. "It was dried meat, cheese and bread. Not even I can screw that--" She grabbed the bucket and retched again. "Don't you have wounds to tend to? I know I heard Valacar say he'd been stabbed. What about Spriggel's rash?"

((Many thanks to everyone who showed up last night for the clinic. This lasted well over an hour. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Thanks to Kixek, Merral, Meriste, Spriggel, Finnaeous, Mithara, Belpha, Rlinasho, Shiningnight, Derscha, Harmarth, Helhammer, Terenimus, Koilana, Manolaura, Gludmilde, Kyreina, Valacar and everyone else who showed up to make this a resounding success. The clinic will return in two weeks.))

((Hahaha, this was so funny. I can't wait to see what happens next time!))

((I'm so glad you could make it. It was a fun clinic. That poor gnome. I think they were going to take her arm off at one point.))

((Panglet! I'm so glad that my OOC commentary made it into the IC post! :P))

((Hmm, yes. The Commander was not impressed with the idea of a Panglet.))

((There's just NO pleasing some people.... :P))