A Kings Decision

It was getting late, Nyssa and Skia were beginning to get worried. They had not heard anything from Doric the entire day and were beginning to think that something might have gotten to him. 

"I hope he makes it back soon." Skia quietly mumbled to herself as she helped smother the fungal cream on the young dwarf. It was not really helping much or so it seemed. It was meant to stop growth from starting not removing fungal growth that was already there but at the very least it was halting future growth.

The young boy was breathing somewhat easy but they could tell he was getting worse. Occasionally he would cough and it would startle the girls but he had not begun sending signals yet. 

"Your friend has about one day left. If he does not return in time, you know what we will have to do." Meldrid looked at the two girls with stern determination. She was not going to let this catastrophe get worse by her own hands again.