D&D 5E [IC] Uller's Out of the Abyss

Ezraen speaks softly, looking almost as if he is going to break down, "I can't... Topsy, you and your brother are one of us. We will find a cure, I promise."

He gives her hand a little squeeze before moving to help with Turvy.
 

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OOC: I think that is good, they are the two strongest.


Ezraen looks to Surana, "They'll be okay. We'll find a cure... we'll find a cure..."

It almost seems that the half-drow is trying to convince himself, one of the few times you have seen him with a wavering confidence, but it is gone in an instant. He flashes her a grin, "We'll find a cure!"
 

Surana returns the grin with a nod and a smile. They'd survived so much already--the drows' murderous cruelty, the demon invasion, their escape. They couldn't give up on two of their own who'd survived it all alongside them. They would figure something out.

"Perhaps the fish-priests at Sloobludop can help. They may be mad, but they are still priests. Though if they can, I'm sure the price will be steep..."
 

Erevan smiles but does not say anything. He privately wonders whether this curse is even known to people in this Underdark, let alone how to deal with it. He decides to talk to Topsy and Turvy later, if possible, to find out how much they know about it.
 


Surana gives Ezraen a pointed look.

"She's in immense pain, terrified, and begging for death. You think she can make decisions right now? You think this is a good time for a heartfelt conversation?"

She reaches her free hand for the goblet.

"Relieve her pain, or I will."

OOC: I hope everyone's cool with the occasional IC clash of personalities in the name of RP. We are all playing characters with very different worldviews. If this makes anyone uncomfortable or diminishes their fun, please just say something, here or privately, and I'll reel it in. I like all of you OOC and the last thing I wanna do is ruin anyone else's good time. :)
 

Bertram says "If you like I can come up with food that will heal her enogh to relive her pain and feed up to ten of us for the day. That way Ez can save his abilities incase he needs them."

He's referring to goodberry.
 

OOC: Huh, didn't think Bert would be willing to help with this, or I'd have asked.

Surana looks gratefully at Bert and nods quickly. "Please, Bert, give her one."

She braces for whatever's about to happen.
 

OOC: He's not unwilling. His alignment is listed as neutral, formerly good...so I take that to mean he is practical. It isn't all that practical to try to save the gnomes but if you're gonna do it you may as well do it efficiently.


So he digs around in his pouches, comes up with some mushroom "meal" mixes in some water and other indredients to make a paste and gives some to Topsy. She takes it willingly. Before your eyes the wounds you inflicted stop bleeding and bind up into scratches and bruises. Her complexion darkens to its normal gray and she appears to be none the worse for wear.

Everything looks normal...but her eyes. Deep black pools surrounded by a blood red pupil betray something ferral resides deep with in her. Bertram is unsettled. He gives the rest of his "goodshroom" paste to you. "You can give Turvy some. Just a little. It's enough for ten!"
 

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