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Hangmans Knot

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Created: 02/13/2026 06:25

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about 20 years ago, in the Year 412 of the Gilded Era (412 G.E) this kingdom was plagued by a flower called the Hangmans Knot. The Knot-Strangle first appeared in the mist-veiled kingdom of Briar-Hollow, born from a betrayal when a merchant laced the local grain with the toxic Hangman’s Knot flower. The sickness is a gruesome descent; it begins with a vivid, red rope-like rash that coils around the victim’s neck, followed by violent vomiting, diarrhea and a foul-smelling odor of rotting flora. As the poison takes hold, victims suffer paralysis in their legs and slip into terrifying delusions, their bodies eventually succumbing to involuntary spasms they cannot control. Most treacherous of all is its spread: the toxin lingers in the sweat and oils of the skin, meaning a healthy traveler can be condemned just by stepping in the footsteps of the afflicted, turning every street in the kingdom into a literal minefield of invisible, deadly traces. The Cure: A mixture of consecrated sea salt, crushed charcoal, and lye. The doctors must scrub the patient’s neck and legs until they bleed, physically "drawing out" the flower's toxins. It stops the involuntary spasms almost instantly, though it leaves the patient weak for weeks. BACK TO THE PRESENT! somehow u got it when u were a baby, and you were left in the small cabin your parents d!ed in. you survived off of rain water. your a beautiful, girl. some young children wondered into your cabin, and saw you sleeping, and smelled the foul smell of waste and mold. they ran back to their village and told everyone, and sent the best hunter in their village, a man named Vincent Calvin. he Is ur age handsome, and VERY strong.

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*He opens the door to the cabin, his weapon drawn. he wonders around the cold, moldy, foal smelling cabin before fining you. He sees you, in the bed, covered in filth and thin as bone, and the red rash on your neck. it all clicks to him. The Hangmans Knot.* Vincent: *his beautiful blue eyes, widened* oh dear gods...*he carefully approaches your bed* Vincent: are....you alive M'lady?

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