Where am I?

  • Aalis
  • The Library
  • The Uniform
  • The Vicomte
  • Pestilence
  • Medicine
  • Sign language
  • Sewing
  • Plague doctor uniform and mask, perfumed with lavendar
  • My father's medical library
  • Blackmail on the Vicomte
  • Cateline : my best friend, confidante. She keeps bees for leisure, but has started selling her wares in an attempt to gain a bit more independence.
  • Vauquelin : the apothecary owner. He provides me with the herbs and other materials I require without asking too many questions. He knows what I'm up to, he must, but he's never used it against me.
  • Rolant : my lover. He is a doctor, and has always insisted my interest in medicine is endearing, but ultimately frivolous. I won't tell him what's I'm doing. At least, not yet...
  • Pestilence (immortal): he wears the Plague doctor's mask, but he does not heal.
  • Black Lesions: they radiate out from my eyes and up from my left hand -- the one Pestilence held.

Journal

Pestilence and Fortune

Psalm 91:6
Of the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
Or of the destruction that lays waste at noon.

Memory 5: Pestilence
The Plague was so present, so malicious, it felt like divine retribution. The theologians pondered God's wrath: we lived in. I did not expect His wrath to take the form of a man, or something close to. He approached me, one day, while I tended to my patient. I was oblivious, mesmerized by my patient's flesh that rotted while it still lived. Pestilence moved so quietly, I could feel his impossibly cold breath before hearing him at all. I jumped and yelped, and he heard my feminine voice, but did not seem surprised. He spoke with a tenor that ached in my joints and clouded my mind. He told me that he had secrets of healing beyond anything in my father’s library. I should have noticed that he didn’t smell of lavender, only death, but I was transfixed. He told me he could give me the power to save Cateline, that we could live together forever. At the time, I thought it a metaphor. Now, I’m not so sure. The last thing I remember is the lesions taking hold, black fissures from burst capillaries, and the boils on my skin bubbling to the surface and rupturing. Then I woke in the library.

+ 1 Character: Pestilence (Immortal)
+ 1 Mark: Black Lesions