[Look who's got a message for the rest of you! Only it's not really a message and it's not really meant for anyone. Connected journal system? What's that! Speaking or Writing? Malkus isn't exactly a dictionary at the moment!]
(OOC: Unfortunate news! Malkus has finally succumbed to his creeping vine infection. Encasing your entire leg AND THEN SOME in foliage isn't exactly healthy or hygienic, and has caused the doctor to get slightly completely somewhat deathly ill to DEATH. Poor doctor succumbed alone in his room covered in dead leeches. Not a very nice sight. But he's back and doesn't know his beak from his face/anything else!)