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- I managed to slip into the bathroom and remove my armor before I was examined. The last thing I needed was trying to explain that right now. I placed a spell of cloaking on it before crawling out of the rest room. I was lifted up and placed on a bed in the infirmary. The resident quack was one Eliza Darkthorn, she had a PhD in medicine and a minor in crazy. She was the touchy feely sort that weirded me out for reasons I am not sure I could explain.
- "Evening Eliza," I said and they stripped me.
- "Linguist," she replied as they rolled me onto my belly. "Sweet Jesus, will you look at that!"