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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 3209365" data-attributes="member: 188">"Glory to the Radiant Light! May we rest now!?"Fendric, visibly irritated that he had no more healing for his companions after spending it mainly in vain upon the yellow scarf community, moves quickly to first Raven, then Nurthk and the others, stabilizing and binding wounds as much as he can (+11 to Heal, taking 20 on Raven and Nurthk, taking 10 on the others). As he works on his party, Fendric is still venting his spleen at the yellow-scarves:"At least two others of yours are dead back there, yes! Do you have no one who can explain to us where something like that had come from? I am tending to my party, and then I am retired for the night! You don't need me to carry away your dead!"Hiritus dusts himself off, a little sheepish that not only was his attempt to deactivate the thing unsuccessful, but also that he had failed to land a blow. He reconciles his conscience with the fact that something would have to be sentient to issue or accept an honorable challenge. One cannot tilt at golems or windmills, he figures. As he makes sense of his world, he ventures into the cave with a few of the yellow-scarves, content to offer assistance.</blockquote>