Theodus, the dwarf, slowly recovers from his mortal wounds and eventually awakens, terribly sore and groggy. He has no idea how long he's been out, but shakily walks around the ship until he finds the others, wary at first but recognizing the ship after wandering around a few minutes. The last thing he remembers was fighting a band of skeletons and evil priests, and white bony claws descending on him....
Theodus gives the evil eye to any seamen that look at him funny because he's hobbling around and all bloody, but is in no condition to give a sound rebuking with his gauntlet. The dwarf finally hobbles over past Alistra Karnom's cabin where the group is talking, and he enters the doorway, one hand against the doorframe to steady him. Theodus glares at Eisinrhyr, Azeem, and Ezieer, clearing his throat to get attention. "Ye bloody fools need to learn......an' heed a dwarf's advice, 'fore we get pummeled agin! ......I told ye to bash the walkin' dead, but nooo, ye didn't care t' hear the talk o' a body who's" he winces, "been fightin' undead before.... Baaah, stabbin' what ain'ts gots no bloody innards t' stab...." wincing again, the dwarf shakes his gauntleted fist at the nearest of his companions. "I'm buyin' all o' ye Galvar-forsaken lot a barrel o' maces an' hammers next time we be in town, an' I'll set ya a-right if I haves t' beat the sense into ye!" The dwarf groans suddenly at pain in his gut from talking too much with his wounds still open, and curses quietly in Galvic.
"My...pardons, madame Karnom, but could I trouble ye for," he winces, ".....some fresh water to clean me blood off meself..." he says with a small voice that sounds ashamed, "an' maybe a healer too..." Theodus slumps a bit and won't look anyone in the eyes right now, weak as he is.