The elf went back to the guild hall and sat at the bar. "An Irish coffee please," she requested. She needed to take her mind off of all these absurd events, though she wasn't quite sure that was the best idea. One part of her brain told her to continue to research until she found some sort of answer, and the other told her that it was useless, and that she should just wait for the real biologists and disease specialists to come up with something.
Kerii honestly wished that she could have been of more help. When she had amnesia and stayed with her father in Crocus, she took the time to study medicine and anatomy up until she regained enough of her memories to safely continue on with her duties as a mage with a strong cognitive grasp on most things. If it was humans being affected, than perhaps she could be of service, but for now they just wanted her to do the task that any other mage could do. Chop down a beanstalk. Gather samples of toxic plants. Rescue farmers from their rabid animals. It frustrated her so much that she couldn't chip in. Had the elf known Ëala would give her nature based magic, then Kerii would have researched plants in a heartbeat. If her passion had been with helping animals rather than with healing humans, then she would have been an even greater asset and maybe, just maybe, some more progress on this case would have been made -- but no. None of that applied, and Kerii was stuck where she was.
She didn't end up doing any more research. She finished her drink and returned to her room in the dormitories and took that time to unwind. As much as she tried though, she just couldn't get her mind off of this mystery. The animals looked so deathly ill. They were ghostly pale, as if the algae growing on their hide was sucking the life out of them. Nothing in her repertoire prepared her for this. Confused and frustrated, she eventually fell asleep. She would get to the bottom of this.
WC: 510/2000
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