Thread: Adventures on the Lost Continent (Midnight Lass x Blood Red Romeo)

Ah, the diplomacy and judgment of youth, Doc answered with a sad smile, as he drained his glass and poured himself another tumbler full of bourbon. If it consoles you any at all, Orson, as a doctor, I would advise you against recruiting me at all. I'm in the final stage of Chimera Bite. I give myself six months to live, tops. Which is why the hospital had kept me on. Outside of Charing Cross, or possibly Vienna General, this city has the finest Chimera research laboratory in the world. And who better than a man with Chimera Bite to handle the little buggers we have here in General's laboratory? Doc added with a grin. Doc's confession of being in the final stages of Chimera Bite explained his drinking condition. The Chimera, or more formally, Thatcher's Chimera, was a small lizard native to the interior of the Lost Continent. The chimera got its name because of it's misshaped head, the tiny 'barb' at the end of it's tail, and the fact that its head with a distinctively darker color of green than the rest of its body during the earliest stage of adulthood. It was during the earliest stage of adulthood that Thatcher's Chimera was at its deadliest. The Chimera's saliva had a small amount of poison used to neutralize its prey, usually small rodents and reptiles. It would also leave a nasty, painful mark on any human who got bit, but the mark would clear up within a week's time. When a Thatcher's Chimera first became an adult, however, the poison became particularly toxic. Any human being bitten by one ran the risk of contracting Chimera Bite, an incurable condition that would attack the human nervous system and eventually prove to be fatal. The fermented mash of cereal grain had been proven to be able to address the more debilitating effects of Chimera Bite. Even so, the last month of Chimera Bite had been documented to be particularly painful to its victims. Rumors persisted among the natives of the Lost Continent that there was a plant whose leaves could cure Chimera Bite, but as to date, nothing had been found to abate the condition. I've kept it rather quiet, Orson, Doc continued, a somber note entering his voice. I'd rather have my former colleagues' disdain for my supposed descent into alcoholism than their pity. But... Doc rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a small discolored patch on his forearm ...I won't be able to do that for much longer, when this starts to spread. But outside of you, the only one among our old gang who knows about this is Crazy Eddie, and I'd like to keep it that way. There was a momentary tightening around the eyes when Doc used Crazy Eddie's name. Professor Edward Crazy Eddie Murdoch had gotten his moniker because, even though he was perhaps one of the most knowledgeable archaeologists to actually have gone any depth into the interior of the Lost Continent, he was also known for being reckless when it came to retrieving valuable artifacts. Sometimes, according to scuttlebutt, very reckless with the welfare of his fellow adventurers. Anyway, Doc continued, his easy going manner returning, You really don't need a red nosed surgeon. A competent field medic will do. Speaking of which, since you have Dandy's ward tagging along with you, does that mean you'll have her flying along? She's proven to be a fine field medic on her jaunts up and inside Kiru, And you'll need to talk to Doctor Motwani when Dandy's ward brings her back. She's the fine young doctor who's taken over my surgery rounds. Best practical botanist I've ever run across. And I know there are a number of individuals who haven't quite taken with women entering medicine, but I'd put Doctor Motwani against any of the lot. She'll fix your medical stores right up. Even be able to suggest a couple of books on the flora of the Lost Continent for your ship's library. Last edited by a moderator Jun 22, 2018