1366 Second Edition
I'd escaped the man dressed as a fish, but only after slipping in some dung and tearing my hose. I cursed my luck. I'd used most of my money to purchase a pair of fashionable new pointed toe poulaines, so I couldn't afford to have my hose repaired. My rash was getting worse. Was I afflicted with the pestilence? How could I get treatment from a chirurgeon with no money? If only... [click here for more]