Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Pitchwife]

Jarem shakes himself out of the reverie he'd fallen into ("I need to get myself looked at, that's twice in an hour" he thinks) and sheathes his sword.

"My apologies to you all, I was caught up for a moment there. I'll share in the introductions in a moment, but for now: my name is Jarem, I was raised in these streets before becoming taking Lothian's path, and I've been instructed in the basics of a language that it wouldn't shock me at all to see employed by this beast. May I see those bottles?"

[sblock=OOC] Hey all, if you didn't see the ooc thread - whoops. My *serious* bad. :/

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[Voadam]

Garn shows no sign of stirring on his own.

 

[Trollbabe]

Waits patiently as Garn's condition is debated over. Glances back at those trying to decipher the runes and sighs. "Maybe this is all that needs be done. Lets get Garn mobile and leave this place."

 

[Cthulhudrew]

"And what of Coraithe Whitetree? Her murderer may be gone, but she is still bound to this place. Shall her spirit never know rest?" He shakes his head, still contemplating the strange runes.

"Perhaps we shall need to find a sage..."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Jarem shakes himself out of the reverie he'd fallen into ("I need to get myself looked at, that's twice in an hour" he thinks) and sheathes his sword.

"My apologies to you all, I was caught up for a moment there. I'll share in the introductions in a moment, but for now: my name is Jarem, I was raised in these streets before becoming taking Lothian's path, and I've been instructed in the basics of a language that it wouldn't shock me at all to see employed by this beast. May I see those bottles?"

Jarem's religious education immediately lets him recognize the symbol of The Lady -- the goddess of luck, fate and last chances -- on the bottom of one flask. Such flasks are commonly sold by temples on the Street of a Million Gods and are typically healing potions.

The other flask is only marked with a circle. What the brewer of the potion intended this to convey is anyone's guess.

 

[Erekose13]

"That'l do nicely, thanks Jarem." says Maugra (provided Jarem lets her in on what the markings mean) and gives Garn the healing potion.

 

[Pitchwife]

He does so. "That's your winner right there. No clue on the circle, though, sorry."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

The potion flows down Garn's throat and he awakes a moment later, coughing and, yes, angry.

[sblock=ooc]The potion of cure moderate wounds heals Garn for 5 points of damage.[/sblock]

 

[Voadam]

"Mother!@#$er! Where is he? I'll rip your eyes out bloodhat! Break your legs and shatter the bones in your hands . . ." Garn looks around his eyes wild and savage as he reaches for his spiked beatstick.

 

[Trollbabe]

"And what of Coraithe Whitetree? Her murderer may be gone, but she is still bound to this place. Shall her spirit never know rest?" He shakes his head, still contemplating the strange runes.

Under his breathe Garnet mutters: "I have no quarrel with that haunting spirit... nor do we owe her a debt."