Signs appear throughout Nec'perya and the Vanguard is given instruction from Miz'ri to end the quarantine and focus on preventing new cases by strengthening border security. Miz'ri would station any volunteers from her house to patrol the ship and the leyline node.

"The quarantine against the quintessence has been lifted. Even if you do not believe you're infected, report to the north end of the city for evaluation, near the qu'ellar Ussen d'Vhid. When nearing the registration table, you might feel repulsion and second thoughts. This means you're infected, and you need to fight through it. If you fail to fight through this, and fail to report, you will be punished by the Spider Queen. It is her will that our city be glorious and if you are but a parasite and coward, you cannot contribute to furthering her will. You will be found. You will be executed, or cursed with punishment beyond what you most fear. The queen of spiders already knows, and we will too, should you defy her will."

Miz'ri is seen commanding males and grouping several tables together, where people can line up and receive treatment if they are infected. She would enlist males either volunteers or by her command to be sitting at the table and would take records of infection count and names. She would be seen going in and out of her qu'ellar to gather the appropriate materials to deal with whatever came.

Naturally there was several resources that she had gathered for the glyphs. They were meticulously gathered for several patients at the very least. A glyph was nearly always maintained beyond the table. She would welcome help from any other priestesses, should they be interested...this much would be obvious as she would be overwhelmed by the quantity of people, infected or not, at least in its earlier phases.

// This is an ongoing event, obviously, but it could be interesting to have it happen IG. Infected people are free to PM me to set up a time where we can RP.

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A warrior wearing the Ussen d'Vhid House insignia would be one such volunteer to patrol Nec'perya. Anyone seen to be hesitant about going to the area the cure was being done would come up against a stern and unyielding Rith'tar. If they couldn't manage to get there on their own, Rith'tar would assist them by escort. Only those that attempted to run would be taken by force, although Rith'tar would take care to use only the force necessary. Usually more willing to tear the clothing grabbed than cause bruises. It seemed he was deadly serious about getting all cured but not interested in roughing up any Nec'peryans.

As a matter of fact, he'd often be heard muttering about some entity needing to get the hells out of the city.

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There is no word from the Sut'rinos on the recent orders, though he can be seen in the Headquarters reading over the notice, humming to himself while scratching his nose.

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Several cycles later, when the initial influx of residents died down, Miz'ri can be seen attempting to gather the queen's children, standing from the highest point of the temple plaza. She would face every single direction, repeating the same gibberish phrase. It was obvious as if she was asking the spiders to gather, as the first ones to join her were her silk spiders, who lived on top of the bar, and never flinched at her words because of their bond.

"Sssa Haeehe Naa Saaa Saaaaa!"

Her prayerbook was in her hands and she took a ceremonial knife and sliced her palm, now holding the book with the non bleeding hand. Blood dripped down to her sandals and to the altar she stood on. She held the donation bowl in hand, and now let blood drip in there too. When the bowl was full of blood she read the prayer loud, and all could hear, if they gathered from her noise and conviction.

"Orbb Ilhar, udossta ultrine lu'ahaluthh beldroin
Sila uns'aa dosst dalharen ji nindel Usstan xal tend ulu mina
Nindol ku'nal uss pahnte haru ji nindel nind xal ragar uns'aa
Ka ol zhah t'sek tahcaluss nind inbal, xal nind drital ussta vlos
Ka ol zhah famine t'sek d'tahcaluss, xal nind cal uns'aa gordo

Sila uns'aa jal ji nindel Usstan xal prevent jivviim wun nind ulin
Ol zhah dosst treemma, yorn lu'zhaunil nindel udos revere
Xuil lael farjali da'uren xal nind dryss'ho bauth uns'aa
Ji nindel nind xal quin thrive wun nind ssin'urn ulorithol
Lu'tyn nind huil wun armenhan nindel sevir udossa wun mere
D'dosst trelao zhaunil lu'ssin
Lu'mal'rak thrive wun dosst vhid
Lloth tlu malla!"

She awaited fate... not entirely sure if she was about to get eaten or if she would be able to gather them successfully. Inside her head she was nervous, not knowing what to expect, but she knew this had to be done, because if nobody tended to her children, then a worse fate than being being eaten would befall her. Her outside demeanor was flawless and if she was nervous, it did not show. Her crimson eyes were looking at everything, and nothing, at the same time, blood continued down her arm, and the ceremonial knife and prayerbook found a satchel while she raised her arms ceremoniously. Rattling in her bag could be heard, as her vipers weren't as excited about the idea of approaching spiders as she was.

//Translation

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