"I came as fast as I could." Which wasn't very fast at all, considering the cane he used to help him walk. The doctor silently cursed the centuries, as he joined the others. "If we find the cause, we can find the cure." Nero had no idea about what was going on, only that some mystery malady was causing people to crave wood. Leaning over the stewing leaves, he struggled to recognize the smell. "You need to add...add..."

The great Nero Nykto was once an expert at this sort of thing, but he was old, and his memory was not what it once was.