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Issak smiled. "Those herbs work fast, but let's see how long hey last before I stuff you." he handed her the mixture.
 
Issak tossed her an apple. "There, food," he said. "You should know better than to threaten me by now."
 
"You do that," he said. "Meanwhile, I'm going to see if anyone caught anything last night." He left, and Jester came to take his post.
 
"First one, yes, second one, no," he said, tossing her bread. "Besides, don't you have enough books in front of you?"
 
"Studying leads to casting, and you're sick," he said firmly. "It looks to me like he's found out far more than the herb list."
 
"So the vomiting and chills are just a cold, OK," he said. "If you can figure out how to get my spells off the books, you can study. If you fail, you fail."
 
"Jester," she sighed. "I need to know what spell, then circumvent it, and that takes years to learn, I just began in the discipline."
 
Al'ika continued. She figured out the spell, it was a variation on a spell Issak was fond of. She attempted to use what she uses for that spot.
 
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