Closed Signups It was raining the morning that Queen Orina Alexandra addressed the capital city of Alexandria. The citizens were gathering in droves to the central courtyard of the royal palace. The palace was built of white stone, and surrounding the crescent-shaped plaza with towering walls. A balcony overlooked the gardens. Despite the dreary weather, the majority of the capital’s populace had turned out, sporting water-resistant cloaks and umbrellas – a recently developed commodity. The murmurs in the crowd faded suddenly as a figure appeared on the balcony, clad in full silver armor, shining in the rain. Queen Orina, a battle-hardened woman with a heart of gold, looked down over her loyal citizens. She smiled to herself, pleased with the turnout, cleared her throat and addressed her beloved people. “My children,” she hailed them in her customary manner, “I bring tidings of ill fortune. Recently, a plague has been discovered among those of our kingdom. It drives the afflicted to madness, and eventually results in their untimely deaths. I warn thee to be diligent to your health and that of your loved ones. If you notice symptoms of increased anger or confusion, please seek out a doctor immediately. We will continue to work diligently towards discovering a remedy.” She paused and looked over the crowd, once more admiring the strength of her kingdom. “I wish you all the best of health.” As she departed from sight, she heard the people cheer her name. But she could not overcome the feeling of dread and helplessness that had overtaken her since the discovery of the mysterious malady. Until her physicians could develop a cure, she would not rest easy. As the Queen disappeared from your sight, the crowds immediately began to disperse, all discussing among themselves the troubling news.