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BREWER'S JOURNAL
[Today, in a dusty corner of the library, a book has appeared. Has it always been there? It looks like it has, but it's just as likely it appeared just moments ago. It's old and leather bound, and a certain symbol has been carefully carved into the front of it. Those who went to Lastlook may recognise it as the symbol painted onto the face of the cave they went into.
Inside the book, it seems a lot of pages have been torn out. The handwriting is identical to the notes found in that cave. In fact, the notes seem to have come from this very book. And the pages here, at least, aren't stained, the text thankfully readable:]
INCIDENTS CONCERNING THE CONTAGION NICKNAMED 'THE VICES VIRUS' IN CAIR DRACONIS
CASE NOTES OF DOCTOR GENE BREWER
21st of November. Year unknown.
Today our clinic quickly became full of residents exhibiting flu-like symptoms. Though this is rarely seen in the castle, it was assumed to be a simple winter bug at first. It wasn't until later in the day that their symptoms became more erratic (see symptoms list). I was asked to analyse some of the patients and found them increasingly hostile and delusional. They became fixated on less than desirable personality traits, which other residents soon pointed out to be those of the seven vices: Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Sloth, Wrath and Gluttony. It soon became apparent the virus caused a physiological imbalance, which in turn caused the patient to manifest heightened personality abnormalities based upon their own individual vices. The resident's Id took over. A laughable theory anywhere else but here. We have quarantined the infected residents in a hope that we can limit the spread of the virus while we attempt to find a cure.
22nd of November. Year unknown.
The infected residents have escaped quarantine. The virus appears to have given them super-human abilities. They were too powerful to contain. They have also begun infecting other residents, by a touch on the forehead. Some remain strangely immune. Draconis seems unusually unwilling to help in this matter. Any attempt at communication with the castle has proven futile.
Evacuation plans are in order. The medical team are attempting to isolate the virus in an attempt to control it. Any communication attempts with infected residents are failing. The personality abnormalities have overridden their usual psyches. I will continue to try to break though.
23rd of November. Year unknown.
There is no doubt that this infection was the work of the castle, though why it would make us suffer so is a mystery to us all. Though Draconis seems to be trying to make up for its trasngression. Today, a journal appeared, accompanied by the markings I have inscribed on the front of my case notes. They were transcribed by a Doctor Liz Baylor. Her notes were largely lost, but what we could find echoed the events we have been experiencing as of late, following the pattern even to the month and day. What became of her, or the people infected with this virus remains a mystery. No one has been in the castle long enough to remember her, or an incident like this happening before. Through the illegible scribbles, one piece of poetry remained:
"To save our hearth and home
For the virtues you must comb
To undo the tie that binds
Of the vices of our minds"
Others have taken this as encouragement to search the castle for something that can cure the residents of this illness. My personal opinion lies in the virus itself, which has finally been isolated. With so few on our medical team remaining, however, hope is in short supply. Perhaps their wild goose chase will achieve something.
[[OOC: A mass post with the first clue to find the magical items needed to cure the plague will go up in about an hour. React away in this post!
THE FINAL ENTRY
DAY THREE OOC POST | PLOT HUB]]
Inside the book, it seems a lot of pages have been torn out. The handwriting is identical to the notes found in that cave. In fact, the notes seem to have come from this very book. And the pages here, at least, aren't stained, the text thankfully readable:]
CASE NOTES OF DOCTOR GENE BREWER
21st of November. Year unknown.
Today our clinic quickly became full of residents exhibiting flu-like symptoms. Though this is rarely seen in the castle, it was assumed to be a simple winter bug at first. It wasn't until later in the day that their symptoms became more erratic (see symptoms list). I was asked to analyse some of the patients and found them increasingly hostile and delusional. They became fixated on less than desirable personality traits, which other residents soon pointed out to be those of the seven vices: Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Sloth, Wrath and Gluttony. It soon became apparent the virus caused a physiological imbalance, which in turn caused the patient to manifest heightened personality abnormalities based upon their own individual vices. The resident's Id took over. A laughable theory anywhere else but here. We have quarantined the infected residents in a hope that we can limit the spread of the virus while we attempt to find a cure.
22nd of November. Year unknown.
The infected residents have escaped quarantine. The virus appears to have given them super-human abilities. They were too powerful to contain. They have also begun infecting other residents, by a touch on the forehead. Some remain strangely immune. Draconis seems unusually unwilling to help in this matter. Any attempt at communication with the castle has proven futile.
Evacuation plans are in order. The medical team are attempting to isolate the virus in an attempt to control it. Any communication attempts with infected residents are failing. The personality abnormalities have overridden their usual psyches. I will continue to try to break though.
23rd of November. Year unknown.
There is no doubt that this infection was the work of the castle, though why it would make us suffer so is a mystery to us all. Though Draconis seems to be trying to make up for its trasngression. Today, a journal appeared, accompanied by the markings I have inscribed on the front of my case notes. They were transcribed by a Doctor Liz Baylor. Her notes were largely lost, but what we could find echoed the events we have been experiencing as of late, following the pattern even to the month and day. What became of her, or the people infected with this virus remains a mystery. No one has been in the castle long enough to remember her, or an incident like this happening before. Through the illegible scribbles, one piece of poetry remained:
"To save our hearth and home
For the virtues you must comb
To undo the tie that binds
Of the vices of our minds"
Others have taken this as encouragement to search the castle for something that can cure the residents of this illness. My personal opinion lies in the virus itself, which has finally been isolated. With so few on our medical team remaining, however, hope is in short supply. Perhaps their wild goose chase will achieve something.
[[OOC: A mass post with the first clue to find the magical items needed to cure the plague will go up in about an hour. React away in this post!
THE FINAL ENTRY
DAY THREE OOC POST | PLOT HUB]]
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I think there was somebody talking about evacuating earlier...
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Well, we look after each other, y'know?
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You'll be okay. I won't let anything come after you out there.
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I just hope I make it out there before I come after anyone here.
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No problem.
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I'll talk to you after this is over to make sure you're okay.
[And off he runs]
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