Sending the sitter away and closing the door, Kyre turns back to her ill child muttering softly to her...
Don't worry witchling, this liniment will help that rash, it will soon disappear.
Having finally gotten the baby comfortable enough to sleep, Kyre frowns and glances with narrowed eyes to a similar rash beginning on her ungloved hand taking time to scratch lightly with her wooden hand before applying the same liniment. Waiting for Oxi to return home she mutters...
Better warn him first before he comes inside.
Sitting at the table, she writes out parchments explaining the problem and her delay in all the projects needed to be doing muttering..
Too much to do and being delayed by a rash.. has to be Nargun!
A few days later:
Leaving a parchment at the house on the table for Oxi, a woman with a rather large black cloak and holding a child is seen boarding the ship at the harbor. She manages to stay away from most people only occasionally scratching at a rash one may see on one hand, the other with gloves.
Murmuring to the baby one may hear a few brief words..
We'll find a cure and Papa will be happy again and not so worried.