[IRP] As Firm as a Mountain

[Lavi]

((Lackluster post. Not sure what is there to do.))

Cecily's breathing grew irregular as the medicine man pulled items from his bag. He held her eyelids apart, getting a good look at her blank stare, before he began.

"Whoever designed this toxin is pretty clever," the apothecary murmured as he mixed drugs together.

He tilted Cecily's head back and gave her the first of the drugs, to which Cecily immediately started choking on.

"It probably doesn't taste good, but you have to drink it, miss," he consoled her.

Cecily didn't reply. The apothecary didn't bother with further pleasantries: he pushed her jaw closed and held it shut until he could hear her gulp down his concoction. He gave her a second draught, which eased her fever.

"The toxin targeted her mind and body. It'll take time before she can move again," the apothecary explained as he packed his things.