Kalorn extended his left hand towards the sinking crocodile, his fingers curling into a claw. A faint, shadowy stream went from the dying beast to the swordsman, and he stood a bit straighter, energized.
"I, Kalorn, foretold your doom. Your curse has passed. Thus".. His leg pulsed, filling him with energy, as he traced an arcane symbol
(OOC: Gain 9 hp from curse. cast fiendish vigor for 7 temp HP).
Seeing how all foes had been vanquished and everyone seemed relatively unharmed, he saluted.
"Well fought everyone". He nodded. Good. He had missed part of the fight, but what he saw showed promise. Perhaps a lack of discipline, but a lot of power.
"But now we have to rescue that ship. I don't intend to walk to Luskan". He waived away Sesto.
"I will be fine. But a scratch, nothing that a bit of rest won't heal. Thank you for the walker walking spell."
He only sheathed his sword when he saw the ship, apparently victorious, emerge around a bend. He smiled faintly, and raised his right hand clenched in a fist in reply to the cheers.
The ship seemed primitive, - was there room below deck - but the sailors capable. He got on board heavily, and nodded to Lerustah.
"Captain".
He found a small corner to sit down, and called Sooty to him. He closed his eyes, and began focusing. Soon, his powers would be renewed. The leg never stopped. His face hidden by the brim of his hat, he grimaced... He had to be ready for what was next. More Lizard men? Pirates? Krakens? Or a calm voyage to Luskan?
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End of Encounter, obviously. I was gonna work it out slowly, but it was just SO much damage!
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OOC: Oh absolutely! Save time