Pantera Lupus

Pantera, who hasn’t worked in many months, is concerned about her health but is having a hard time being taken seriously. Her symptoms are real, but varied, with afflictions to her skin, eyes, and joints that make it impossible to do her job. The healers are useless. They’ve written her off as a hypochondriac, suggesting that she’s inventing her illness but unable to make up a sensible one. Others have suggested she’s going insane. What quacks! After waiting for what she considered a sufficient amount of time to allay suspicion, she broke into their stores and robbed them of all their medicines. She’d like to try to treat herself, if she knew what all these powders and pastes were for. There’s got to be someone who believes her, and will at least try to help.