The dragon continues to speak in its strange tongue. In the middle of its speech it coughs up several pints of blood over the course of perhaps fifty seconds and continues.
Farsis, Diego, Rune:
[sblock]"The villagers, the small ones, they did this. They shed their skins and came at me, I managed to return a few to their old forms before they overwhelmed me." The suffering creature begins its coughing fit which lasts for nearly a minute. "They left me like this, hoping my infection would spread throughout my form and overcome me as it has them."[/sblock]
Diego:
[sblock]I'm going to assume you get a twenty on that diplomacy (total 31), he is badly injured and couldn't attack if he wanted to. (Sidenote: Almost always)[/sblock]
Farsis, Diego, Rune:
[sblock]"The villagers, the small ones, they did this. They shed their skins and came at me, I managed to return a few to their old forms before they overwhelmed me." The suffering creature begins its coughing fit which lasts for nearly a minute. "They left me like this, hoping my infection would spread throughout my form and overcome me as it has them."[/sblock]
Diego:
[sblock]I'm going to assume you get a twenty on that diplomacy (total 31), he is badly injured and couldn't attack if he wanted to. (Sidenote: Almost always)[/sblock]