Forgive me for not say this earlier, but there will be some major plot changes in my story. There might have been a hint of this before but I forgot to mention it.
James Laur
"Aribeth!" Sharia Seldra'en, priestess of Tyr, called out to her old friend. They both trained at the academy for adventures, which was how the met. It seemed fitting for them to meet again here.
"Sharia, it's good to see you!" Aribeth de Tylmarande, Paladin of Try, answered in return. "Especially, right now!" It was true. It was good to see her oldest friend, it wasn't a joyful reunion. Aribeth called her in hopes that her powers as a healer could help Neverwinter in its greatest time of need.
However, Aribeth suddenly became worried about her. She could sense that more then half of her powers seemed to be in constant use and she couldn't understand why. And considering Sharia's power was 3x as great as Dester's or Fenthick's, it was a considerable cause for alarm. Aribeth didn't bring that up just yet.
"I'm sorry that it took so long getting here, but I some major distractions that slowed me down!" Sharia said as the embraced. "Tell me about this plague."
Both women started walking. "Neverwinter has suffered from plagues before but never one like the Wailing Death. The plague resists all acts to cure it, even divine. As well, the none of healers are able raised anyone back once the victim dies." Aribeth explained, "We can't figure out how people are getting it, either. There are people who lock and barricade themselves in there homes but still getting the Wailing Death, while people how wonder the streets and are fine. The worst of it was when it started affecting the healing staff." Aribeth was slow for the last part, "Fenthick was the first to die of them to die."
Sharia stopped on the sport and started at Aribeth, hoping that she just heard her wrong. "Fenthick… is dead." Aribeth looked down, "That was one of the biggest reasons I asked you here. I… I wanted to tell you in person." Sharia looked up for a moment and back at her, "Are you okay?" Aribeth gave her a stern look, "I am alright."
"I don't think I will far any better against this plague, I'm afraid." Sharia said, "But some like this just can't be natural. Somebody made this plague."
"Me and Aarin Gend, Lord Nasher's spymaster, have talked about it and concur. Somebody made it, with its full intentions in mind." Aribeth thoughts toward Sharia's powers made her have to ask "Sharia, I have to ask. Your powers seem to be use. Why?"
Sharia quickly answered, "Because I have come on to some major distractions, which cause me to but them into use.
"Like what?" Aribeth asked as the walked into the training room and both stopped and looked. Aribeth's face was one of shock well Sharia's was one of anger and annoyance. She answered, "Like HIM!"