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Day 1
Afternoon
Med Center

Merissa saw the man breakdown and begin weeping.  Her heart broke for him
and she reached out a comforting hand, resting it on his uninjured shoulder.
But her eyes reached for those of her mate's and she mouthed, "Can you give
him something?"

It was Xanthia, however, who sensed his need more accurately and poured him
a sleeping draught.  Her professional manner reasserting itself in the face
of his collapse.  "Take this."  She handed him the cup and helped him tilt
his head back. "It will ease the pain... and help you rest."

Merissa sighed, thankful for the red-head's action, though she still found
being in the room with both her and Th'rin incredibly difficult, despite her
resolve.

Chrysthal's melodic mind-voice gently asserted itself in her head, <My
rider, you asked me to let you know when Cara's rider returned?  They are
back.>

Merissa sent a swift "thank-you" to the beautiful purple queen and turned to
the two healers, "Well, we may have some answers to the sickness...
Chrysthal just told me that Eleanora was back.  She's on her way here right
now."

Merissa, Th'rin and Xanthia made their way to the entrance hall of the
medical center to await Eleanora's arrival.

As soon as the young courier arrived she handed Merissa the message:

<SNIP from KK's Post>
‰^Ë^†They said that these tests would determine what was causing the problem.‰^Ë^ 

Merissa smiled wanly.  ‰^Ë^†Thanks, Eleanora.  That should help.‰^Ë^ 

<END SNIP>

She slid her nail across the waxed seal, peeling it away, and slowly opened
the pages.  The first page was a note to herself expressing their concerns
about the situation.  The second was addressed to the healers of Whiteriver,
and listed several tests and possible causes and treatments.  She handed
that over immediately to Th'rin.

Merissa watched with some anxiety as Th'rin and Xanthia immediately began
discussing the contents of that second page.  It was so obvious that they
had much more in common than she and Th'rin did!  Sighing, Merissa motioned
to Eleanora that they should go, and the two women left the healers to their
consultation, without Th'rin and Xanthia even aware that they had gone.

****
NRPG:  Sorry it is short.... but we need to get things moving again.  HELP!
There are some old TAGs hanging around that need answering.
I hope I'll get something more out later this week....
TAGs to James, Morgie, Kris and KK here.


Respectfully submitted by:
Arlene Jacobs
AKA Merissa, warrenlady, rider of Chrysthal of Whiteriver Warren.



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