Desimus - you find Jirlai's spell component pouches, and remove all that you find within. You also find a wand of peculiar make tucked into his belt.
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Jansson
"Jhessail, keep him alive if you can. He spared my life, so I must do the same for him. I do not want another death at this time."
Jhessail nods grimly, then proceeds to walk over to the sorcerer. She lightly touches his arm...
Jirlai gets 12 points back.
The sorcerer looks at Jansson, and makes a slight bow of his head to the halfling.
Syld
We would be greatly honored if you were to grant this gift on our companions. However, as you said yourself, the soul might not want to come back. Is there a way to converse with the soul before attempting to bring it back? We wouldn't want to force them back to the crual world."
Jhessail shakes her head. "If there isss sssuch a power, then it isss one that I do not posssesss. However, it isss their choissse to return. They cannot be brought back, if they do not wisssh to return."
Jansson
"If you can return life to my companions, then I would be deeply in your debt."
"It isss of no isssue." The yuan-ti priestess says. "I have desssided to offer thisss to you... you owe me nothing."
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Jhessail opens a small satchel that she had been carrying, and pulls out a small diamond. The priestess then goes to the body of Niko. She kneels down next to him, puts her hand slightly above the gnome's forehead, then closes her eyes, moving her hand in a circular fashion.
"
Imzil, yora'thi larnhi hiranin... Imzil, yora'thi larnhi hiranin..." She chants in an unknown tongue, over and over again, for roughly a minute. As she does, a low, sparse mist appears in the room.
Suddenly, the chant ends, and Jhessail speaks: "
Coryaln!"
The diamond, a faint glimmer of light glistening in it, shatters into oblivion - the eye of a snake quickly replacing it, then vanishing as fast as it appeared, though leaving a residual image. The mist vanishes, without a trace.
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Jhessail then walks wordlessly over to the body of Animus, pulling out another diamond as she goes, and repeats the spell once more.
"
Imzil, yora'thi larnhi hiranin... Imzil, yora'thi larnhi hiranin..." She chants once more - the mist returning as she continues
The chant ends, expected this time, and Jhessail speaks: "
Coryaln!"
The diamond shatters into oblivion - the eye of a snake quickly replacing it again, then vanishing as fast as it appeared, though leaving a residual image. The mist vanishes again, without a trace.
The priestess then rises. "It isss done." She says softly. "If they wisssh to return... then we will know almossst immediately."