A Calmer Rakkal

I was not surprised to be summoned by Rakkal when he returned.

"You should go." Cletus said. "We are doing quite well. We'll call if there are any cases … if we need you."

Rakkal didn't waste time with an apology; he didn't do those. "Tell me your difficulties."

"Well, I taught one of our medics to brew healing potions without magic, and now the rest of the family wants to learn. But they don't want to do it as a family..."

He stomped a hoof. "Your physical difficulties." he demanded.

"He means your wounds." Rasheel said.

"I should be ready to travel in eight days." I said. I listed my severe injuries, including my remaining infections (yes, I still had two of them). <1>

"When will you be at full health?" he asked.

"Around the start of May." I said.

"I cannot appear weak." he said. "I must triumph or die."