Two Rivers Isle Too lucky isn't lucky either

As they travelled, Malice worsened, until the moment it seemed that she was attempting to cough out a lung. Though a stoic, cool figure in their travels, talking with Malice casually, she had begun to fade into silence and cast the woman sideways glances more often. It appeared to be a cold, a bad one, and though her medical expertise was-limited, she did no some things, the basics. And when Malice muttered, voice but a whisp, and Burke appeared, she guessed. 

"Burke. I think she caught a cold, it has been getting worse since we left the meeting. Her voice seems to have left to, though I don't recall that ever happening in my experience." She cast a look over to Malice, remaining stoic, calm, but slightly nervous. "Perhaps it would do well to howl for Liekos?" she asked, turning to Burke once more.