Many of the senior students have returned from missions mysteriously ill. They all have shared a common trait of having a bite wound somewhere on their body, which spreads into many little dots over the skin.
You were tense about this sudden outbreak that the school's healers have identified as Witcher Pox; a fatal disease that if left unattended, could spread and kill the entire school. The only cure was a mixture of a couple berries, herbs and a strange and rare plant known as Dyer's Viburnum; that is said to only grow in caves.
As you were walking to class, you noticed Julian outside the Healer's office, breaking down into tears.
"Astrid.. This is all my fault."
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+ School Of Magic + RP
Fantasy{It's here, the roleplay in honor of the once great magical worlds of our childhood.} Plakrora, School Of Magics is the school made in honor of the greatest wizard of all time; Ernest Plakrora. Students from many species and of many magical talents...
