Feint Whispers: The Burning Plague

[Krug]

Bhartus grudingly casts a Cure Light Wounds on Ardoss, using up his Bless slot.

Pah.. he better be grateful.

"Lug back as many sacks as we can out of here? Tell the townspeople we'll come back the morrow or the day after when we're more prepared? That be my vote! At least some gold for our troubles..."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

"Is it possible we could stay and rest? My side hurts and from the look of him, Ardoss is about knackered."

 

[tjasamcarl]

God Healin'

Ardoss regains 6

 

[KaintheSeeker]

OOC: An I don't rate a cure minor? :{

 

[Talindra]

Ardoss stands, seeing his wound close, as the blood slows to a trickle and then stops. "My thanks," he nods to Bhartus.

OOC He had little choice, unless you left me....I was at 0.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

OOC: Wasn't asking for cure light.. you didn't use your cantrips did you?

 

[tjasamcarl]

ooc this..

OOC: take it to the ooc room

 

[Krug]

Bhartus grunts when Ardoss thanks him.

"The exit is about 200' away. You lot can't be THAT lazy! You'd rather take your chances with this 'demon'? I'd say we've been pushing our luck too far!" Bhartus gathers one of the sacks, and starts to walk towards the corridor where they came from.

"Well?"

 

[KaintheSeeker]

"Well it makes sense to heal up and replan things outside the cave. I've cast my best spell alrady.. I've still got my crossbow though." looks around. "And I will admit that sleeping on a feather matress is more appealing than this cold stone floor."

 

[Krug]

"No feather bed for you! We will be camping near the mine! Now help me with these sacks of silver ore!" Bhartus says. "You.. Ardoss! Make sure you scan for traps carefully uh? Else you'll definitely be left for dead this time!"

This sack has ore definitely probably has more than the townspeople would pay us... but Moradin would want me to slay whatever evil these dang kobolds are speaking of.