"I... I can't.. breathe... I'm scared...."/ "It's an asthma attack, they're getting your medicine hold on, calm down, I'm not leaving your side." -- BKF
They told Rinu that ze had a delicate constitution. In the wrong weather, or when encountering the wrong substances, air was a struggle to obtain. Hir life diminished to tents of steam, foul-smelling concoctions, and nasty medicine. Followed closely by equal foulness coming out of hir in the midst of unstoppable, wracking coughs.
As the only heir to a vast estate, considerable time and expense was spent in an effort to find a cure.
Rinu's time outside of attacks was spent in specialists, experts, experiments bordering on mad science, and magic bordering on utter quackery. Hir meals had to include certain things like ivy leaves, or certain fish, and avoid other things like nuts and potatoes. Every day had a new treatment regimen. Every night had more things Rinu had to do, or have being done to hir. And then the Star People came.
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