Redclaw's Eyes of the Lich Queen

Bregan reaches into his pouch and produces a small vial. He carefully pulls the stopper out of it, and pours it into the mans mouth while he holds the man nose, forcing him to swallow.
 

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With a combination of water, food and healing draught you are able to coax the human to consciousness, although he is still suffering significant non-lethal damage due to starvation.

[sblock=S@squ@atch] that's your cue. Welcome aboard!
Also, Hedowin remembers his equipment being placed in a hidden hollow in the side of one of the huts, and is able to recover it now that he is conscious.[/sblock]
 
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The worst of his wounds healed, Talas sees to the human, now conscious. Talas holds his flail above the former prisoner. He speaks grimly with an edge, "Though you were prisoner of the blackscales, it doesn't mean you are our friend. How is it you came to be here?"Not seeing any harm in at least helping feed the man more, Talas drops the bag of rations that his twin carried in front of the man. "Eat if you can, but we shouldn't linger here long, whether you are coming with us or wish to tempt your fate in the jungle alone."

[sblock=ooc]Welcome again to the game S@s! I updated Cholas' equipment in my previous post to take into account the used scrolls of lesser restoration.[/sblock]
 


Drekhad uses his mace to knock some mud off his boots and otherwise stands there waiting for the next sucking arrow wound or other similar distraction.
 

Alexis is standing sentry, keeping an eye out for movement from the jungle, the temple, or the (presumably) poison dusk camp.
 

Hedowin

The man opens his eyes after the healing elixir reaches his stomach.

"Whu.....?" He says past his parched lips.

He looks up from the ground and sees an enormous shadow looming over him.

In draconic,"Please...do...not...eat....me..."

Instinctively curling into a ball to avoid the coming prod with his captors spear, he opens his eyes slightly when it does not come.

When he sees a non-lizard standing over him, some relief enters into his tortured soul.

In common,"Please, help me.." he says weakly.

Once he has regained a bit of strength, Hedowin sits up and look around. Taking the generous offering of food, he tears into the food like a man who hasn't eaten, literally, for days.

Once his immediate hunger had been assuaged, he remembers seeing the lizardfolk stash his equipment in a hollow by one of their huts.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to reclaim my gear from these foul lizards." He gestures over to the hut.

Just then, a black blur is seen swooping towards Hedowin.

The blur stops short and lands on the mans shoulder, squawking out a worried,"You safe!"

Hedowin turns to the dark bird and says,"Yes, thanks to these folks."
 

Bregan looks at the strange man and his bird. He glances over in the direction of the others, then proceeds to head toward the area the man claimed his gear was in. Bregan whispers to Talas as he passes, "He shall stay here, watch over him. If I come back, I will have his gear. I fear him more than the lizards, watch him closely."
 



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