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Fulgrim remains near the fallen Vincenzo, happy to have the wounds stable, but still concerned that the man has not started to come around yet. He sets his great axe beside him and lets his pack fall from his shoulder. He rummages around it a bit and finally pulls forth a vial of liquid. He holds it up, taps on the side a bit and nods his approval.
He carefully uncorks the top and administers the contents to the fallen Vincenzo. The fluid seems to bring life back to the battered fighter and Fulgrim helps him to his feet as he comes around.
"Quite the punch that critter packed!" Fulgrim says as he secures his backpack and slings it across his shoulder, picking his great axe back up.
"Ain't seen one of dem meself." Fulgrim says to Ni. "Hard ta say what dat old cook was up to 'ere."
Fulgrim strains to listen closely to see if he can hear any noises coming from up in the house proper.
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Potion of Cure Light Wounds to Vincenzeo
CLW -- 1d8+1=7
Perception -- 1d20+6=10
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He carefully uncorks the top and administers the contents to the fallen Vincenzo. The fluid seems to bring life back to the battered fighter and Fulgrim helps him to his feet as he comes around.
"Quite the punch that critter packed!" Fulgrim says as he secures his backpack and slings it across his shoulder, picking his great axe back up.
"Ain't seen one of dem meself." Fulgrim says to Ni. "Hard ta say what dat old cook was up to 'ere."
Fulgrim strains to listen closely to see if he can hear any noises coming from up in the house proper.
[sblock=OOC]
Potion of Cure Light Wounds to Vincenzeo
CLW -- 1d8+1=7
Perception -- 1d20+6=10
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