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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3857748" data-attributes="member: 11760">As Katadid binds his wounds, Ragglus leans heavily against the wall in an effort to stand. Once up, the comfort of the immediate threat being over and done with seems to raise his spirit, enough to keep him conscious and at least somewhat alert. Campaign mentality takes over, so he moves to collect his fallen weapon, recover the arrow he wasted, and make sure his armor is once again fastened and secure."Didn't figure you'd want to deal," he says, spitting at the now-dead werebadger.Renraw, clutching his side, ambles over to the corpse and plops himself into what looks like a comfortable, chair-sized cranny in the thing's armpit."Actually, Card, I'll tell you something," Renraw says breezily, his trauma of a moment before having subsided with Katadid's bandaging. "Although you're of genetically stunted lineage to begin, and although you were revoltingly cursed with some wretched, foul disease, you weren't all bad. I'm sorry I had to kill you, Card. You had a pretty sophisticated operation going here. In another time, another place, perhaps we could have been associates."The wizard taps on the creature's motionless skull with his fingertips."You shouldn't have screwed with me and mine, Card."As the Gentlemen Delvers search the room, they spot a group of badger cubs huddling together fearfully in a passageway leading off the main cave."Oh," Kat looks crestfallen. "Of course."The four juvenile badgers huddle together and hiss at Katadid as he stares at them. They have teeth and claws, although their fur is still lighter in color and downy. He's no expert in badgers, adult or otherwise, but they look as though capable of surviving on their own, he thinks as he takes a wary step backward and away.After a moment, he's distracted by the werebadger's potion flask, and he murmurs an enchantment as he stares at it.Katadid stares at the potion, turning it over and over in his hand as he concentrates. It radiates faint transmutation magic. Uncorking it, he sniffs it, touching a bit of it to his finger and is about to bring the touch of liquid to his tongue when he notices his fingernail is now a little longer and thicker than the others on his hand.On the other side of the cave, Tock Chandler has continued searching, and there's a quiet noise of pleasure from him as a stone portion of wall clicks and swings forward, revealing a hidden cache of loot in a secret compartment.The hole contains a beautifully made ivory flute, a silver bracelet, a silver ring set with a pearl, a pair of emeralds and a wooden wand with a silver handle. Something is written on the wand's handle."Oooh!" The potion forgotten for the moment, Katadid races over to the hidden stash, just narrowly beating Renraw there. Kat picks up the wand and ponders the writing. Finding himself unable to read it, he casts another spell, reaching into in the pouch at his belt for a powdery mixture.The magical mist of soot and salt causes the writing to glow in Kat's eyes and he reads it eagerly. Once finished, though, his face falls and he grimaces. He looks torn, and even a bit disgusted.Finally, he takes the wand and walks over to Ragglus. He begins chanting something in Celestial.Unfortunately, nothing happens.Kat raises an eyebrow. He tries saying a single word in Celestial. Things stubbornly continue to refuse to happen.Finally, Renraw has had enough."What is that?" he barks, attempting to snatch the wand away. "What are you doing? Give me that!"Katadid pokes Ragglus painfully in his wounds while chanting both the prayer and the word, hoping physical contact will do the trick. Finally, absolutely stymied, but unwilling to hand the wand over to the grasping Renraw, he shoves it into Tock's hands."It's Lothianite magic," he says as he wipes his hands on his sleeves and sighs. "The prayer is 'Then your light shall break forth like the dawn, Lothian, and healing shall spring up quickly.' The word 'Dawn' seems particularly emphasized."Tock shrugs, repeats the word for "dawn" in Celestial and taps Ragglus with the wand. Immediately, the big man's wounds begin to close with a slurping sound."Tock, what?" Ragglus says in confusion. Ignoring the antics of Renraw and Katadid has become second nature to him by now."A wand," Kat says simply as he wanders off. "Lothianite, apparently.""Well, ain't that the cat's arse," Ragglus mutters to himself, savoring the irony.Kat returns a few moments later, dragging a hunk of meat as large as his torso, speared by his staff like a kebab."Well, food's ready."He motions to the others to come out to the remnants of the werebadger's camp, where a spot of floor has been cleared in front of the near-dead fire. While the others eat, Kat grabs an errant piece of badger fur on the ground and places it under his head and he quickly falls asleep.Renraw, now full on stew meat, emerges from the badger den with animal blood streaking his cheeks like war paint."A nice six-hour nap, perhaps," Renraw yawns, curling up near Katadid.The embers of the fire are just an orange glow and the Delvers are settling in for a well-deserved nap when it happens: They begin to grow.Suddenly, each has sprung up to their full height, hitting their heads on furnishings now too close, finding themselves entangled up with fellows who previously had laid an arms length or more away.A little more than an hour after drinking them, the potions have worn off.</blockquote>

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