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Keth went about cleaning the place up until Flish came. "I think you should come see this," he said.
 
"They wanted us away from the church for a reason," he said. "It's pretty bad. I need you there to take stock, as it's your area of expertise."
 
Al'ika groaned and rolled out of bed, dressing quickly. "Fine, fine, fine," she said, dusting herself off. "Let's go."
 
Flish led her to the herbal lab. The case was ransacked, with lots of things missing. "We need you to look through so Hallowbrook can rest," he said.
 
Al'ika nearly felt, a sudden wave of emotion and nausea washing over her, and she excused herself to go vomit quickly.
 
Al'ika nodded, wiping her mouth. "I don't know what hit me, there was just this feeling that came over me when I looked at it," she confessed, throwing up again.
 
The nausea hit her again, but she kept it under control and she looked around, telling Flish what was missing.
 
"When you figure out what those make, I'll be at the bar," he said. "Hope you can figure out what's making you sick."
 
"I feel like I'm burning up," Al'ika said, looking at him. "Get me to Issak's, please," she asked softly.
 
Keth carried her to Issak's. "She ill," he said, putting her on his bed. "No fever, but throwing up." Issak looked her over. "Anything you want to tell me about?" he asked.
 
"Issak," Al'ika groaned. "Yes, I've been sexually active lately. Big deal. I think I would know when I'm pregnant."
 
"OK, OK, we'll keep an eye on it," he said. "Take this for the nausea and we'll go from there," he said, handing her a potion.
 
Al'ika took a swig of the potion and instantly threw it back up. "What in the devil's name is in here, Issak?!" she coughed.
 
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