The Unfortunate Crowd

[Rattrap]

Another violent July.

The Rememdium Edificium was picking up in business. And this wasn't necessarily a good thing; it wasn't the sort of 'business' like a blacksmith, or a butcher where a customer came to buy good and that customer left.

These customers hadn't purchased what they got, and they generally didn't have the simple ability to leave so immediately.

Once again, the doc's own assistant was under his care, along with another. Then there came an entire group, fleeing far from unscathed from the battle of the two dragons.

Now there was a cooked man in one bed with the faery watching over him, and a sleeping vampiric boy in yet another.

Doctor David D'Rael would not sleep much in the next days.