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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3329760" data-attributes="member: 11146">Voadam touches the wand lightly to Rancid.&nbsp; Green energy flows from Voadam's hand, through the wand, into Rancid's leg.&nbsp; With a soft grinding sound and a snap, Voadam heals Rancid for 8 points.&nbsp; Rancid, at first looking like he'd like nothing better than to back the hell away from yet another wand and from Voadam and H.Lewit as well, gives in to his incapacitation and lies still for his healing.&nbsp; Some of the man's wariness is shed at Voadam's healing and Rancid looks at Voadam and Lewit with a new light in his eyes.&nbsp; Sitting up on the desk but not yet testing weight on his leg, Rancid rubs at his neck.&nbsp; &quot;Hurts, but better.&nbsp; It's all kinda a blur back there in the Cockatrice.&quot;&nbsp; Rancid suddenly looks hugely uncertain.&nbsp; &quot;Did I injure you in the fight?&nbsp; By the Gods, I'm sorry if I did.&nbsp; I've a strong arm and a sharp dagger and have been known to be set off with less cause.&quot; &nbsp; The fop looks like he might have a hard time sticking a boiled ham with a butter knife.Somewhat recovered, Rancid continues.&nbsp; &quot;The wand.&nbsp; Right.&nbsp; It heals.&nbsp; Alas, I once lived by the sword, but that profession seemed so dreadfully messy, not to mention dangerous.&nbsp; Now I spend my days practicing what limited healing arts I have and tempting fate in ways less dangerous than looking for monsters to fight.&quot;&nbsp; Rancid pauses, nonplussed.&nbsp; &quot;Though if monsters are going to bring the fight my way, then I suppose I shall have to rethink even the healing occupation.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 3329760, member: 11146"] Voadam touches the wand lightly to Rancid. Green energy flows from Voadam's hand, through the wand, into Rancid's leg. With a soft grinding sound and a snap, [color=red]Voadam heals Rancid for 8 points.[/color] Rancid, at first looking like he'd like nothing better than to back the hell away from yet another wand and from Voadam and H.Lewit as well, gives in to his incapacitation and lies still for his healing. Some of the man's wariness is shed at Voadam's healing and Rancid looks at Voadam and Lewit with a new light in his eyes. Sitting up on the desk but not yet testing weight on his leg, Rancid rubs at his neck. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"Hurts, but better. It's all kinda a blur back there in the Cockatrice." [/COLOR] Rancid suddenly looks hugely uncertain. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"Did I injure you in the fight? By the Gods, I'm sorry if I did. I've a strong arm and a sharp dagger and have been known to be set off with less cause." [/COLOR] The fop looks like he might have a hard time sticking a boiled ham with a butter knife. Somewhat recovered, Rancid continues. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"The wand. Right. It heals. Alas, I once lived by the sword, but that profession seemed so dreadfully messy, not to mention dangerous. Now I spend my days practicing what limited healing arts I have and tempting fate in ways less dangerous than looking for monsters to fight."[/COLOR] Rancid pauses, nonplussed. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"Though if monsters are going to bring the fight my way, then I suppose I shall have to rethink even the healing occupation."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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