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Pretty grim thing.

An attack from outside, this would just have been gruesome. A traitor within would have been despicable. This was something beyond both. These men weren't in their right minds when they died. It wasn't just what they'd done to each other, macabre as it was; the two bodies here were intertwined such that it would have taken a healer a long time to piece back together which parts had belonged to who. And they were among the cleaner deaths. They had at least been killed, and quickly. The next body... No one could have driven a dagger into their own brain that way, not under their own power. But that was what the poor soul had done.

Magic for certain, then. There were mundane ways that the garrison might have been driven to madness, something in the water supply. But nothing that could have driven a man to do that. That raised several issues. Some of these bodies were days old, but others only hours. Whatever spell had done this had lasted days, and could still be active. 

[color=aa0505]"Not easily,"[/color] He answered Lein, ignoring the lack of diplomacy (or people skills) being exhibited a few feet away. [color=aa0505]"Without a better idea of what was done it would have to be a blanket solution. I could protect everyone in a certain area, but not if they moved outside the circle."

"That's probably better suited for aiding someone who is already afflicted, though. The best [i]preventative[/i] measure I can think of without knowing more is to keep an eye on each other. Watch for [i]unusual[/i] aggression."[/color]

[@PigeonOfAstora]