Endur's Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil

[Xael]

"I have a spell for it, though one probably won't be enough. I'll prepare one or two after we rest."

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

"I know a fair bit about poisons and such; comes of collecting herbs for a living."

Belaver will examine the food as best he is able.

 

[Endur]

Belaver thinks the food is fine. He is unable to find any spoilage or poisons.

Belaver also notices that Craven is sweating and a bite wound he took is beginning to fester.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Belaver mutters "The food should be fine," moving to retreat the wound. Lacking any magical means of curing the disease, he'll likely be forced to cut away the diseased tissue, wash out the wound thoroughly with either alcohol or a tincture of some kind, and then repair the damage he's done with his magic.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"What... Belaver! I, Oh! I didn't even realize, thanks for noticing," Craven says in surprise as Belaver comes to tend to his wound.

 

[Seonaid]

Toriah smiles at Lenya's attempts to talk to the cat. "Cat's don' listen to nobody," he tells her. "He coul' be hearin' all o' this an' just decidin' not t' do wha' you say."

He picks up the rapier and tests its balance. "I like it," he declares. "If none of ya'll wan' it, I'll be sure to treat 'er right."

 

[Endur]

The black cat nods her head after Toriah's comments, then returns to licking her paws.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"I didn't even realize the bite was that bad... Heavens, will I be sick?" Craven asks Belaver with a bit of alarm in his voice. He had heard tales from senior clerics about how soldiers could get deathly ill from wound-fever and die before healers could reach them.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

"You were bitten by something that habitually eats rotting human flesh. The only faster way to get an infected wound is to jump through a glass window into an open sewer."

 

[Dalamar]

"That's... an interesting visual you've got there, Belaver," Kerwyn says, wincing as he imagines it.