Eberron: Curse of the Cold Sun (game thread)

[81Dagon]

The hobgoblin grumbles under his breath in Goblin.
"Yeah, like running away through the Witchwood to the keep is an option at this point..."

 

[Davachido]

OOC: Just a general question to everyone who is still conscious, does anyone have healing or a heal check to help Bertram get back on his feet?

 

[Kaodi]

OOC: I handed someone a healing potion for that very purpose if you read my posts carefully.

 

[Davachido]

OOC: Sorry, I missed the talk of the potion in the sudden burst of posts when combat ended. Is this a CLW potion?

White takes the potion and force feeds it into Bertram's gullet quite inelegantly then sighs.

"Hopefully now the lazy bones will wake up."

 

[81Dagon]

[sblock=occ]That it is. [/sblock]

 

[Scotley]

[sblock=Potion]Should I roll for the potion? Is Bertram back?![/sblock]

 

[81Dagon]

[sblock=occ]Sorry, you got me in the middle of a twenty hour flight. Thought that I'd be able to post from Toronto, but I couldn't. Bertram heals nine damage and is back up and running! [/sblock]

 

[Scotley]

Bertram struggles back to his feet. He is confused and a little embarrassed at having been brought low. "That was decidedly unpleasant. Down right strange really." He has a faraway look in his eyes and he glances up at the sun blinking in confusion. He shakes his head and then focuses again. "Did you learn anything from them?" he asks nodding at the prisoners.

 

[Kaodi]

"Not really," say Arthun, "Other than that the Red Hand appears to have at least competent leaders. These ones were not told much on purpose. Not like we will be in a position to do anything about it until we deliver them to the nearest jail, in any case."

 

[Shayuri]

Vela looks over from where she stands near Kiki, murmuring an incantation as she mends the 'dinosaur's' wounds. Her own wounds are bound and bandaged, but she either doesn't care to heal herself or lacks the power to.

"Drellin's Ferry should be close," she says gravely. "Still, we shouldn't stay still too long. Goblins move in numbers, there may be more on an overlapping patrol."

Kiki nudges her with his snout and murmurs, "You're not going to...?"

The halfling gives Kiki a long suffering look. "What?" the dinosaur says defensively, "I'd do it myself but you're always so sensitive when I do things like that. Oh, I mean...uh, snarl. Roar. I'm a dinosaur." It rolls its reptilian eyes. "A bit late, don't you think?"

Vela 'tchs' and moves over to the slain hobs and gobs to start searching them for evidence...and of course, the fair-won spoils of war.