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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stonegod" data-source="post: 3899230" data-attributes="member: 36973">A Lost FlameJarrith and the dejected Khensu attempt to help with tending the living and the dead. While the Jorasco healers welcome the help, the townsfolk are much more reluctant, making the sign of the evil eye and often walking off when possible or doing their best to refuse service for those too wounded to move. Khensu says nothing during these times, accepting them as his fate. Eventually, the shifter tends more to the dead, a penance away from accusing stares.To Jarrith's surprise, the death count is not as high as he expected. After the initial attacks, villagers were smart enough to douse lights and make their places looked abandoned. In another fortunate turn of event, though more morbid, none of the villagers savaged by the beasts survived the attack---the curse, if passed, died with them. However, that cannot be said of all of wounded.Vincent Korr d'Deneith was another member of the expedition guards; a Blademark, not a simple mercenary. It was his brother, another up-and-comer, that had died by Khensu's axe. Vincent had been among those that had brought the shifter paladin down, but not before the Blademark had been bitten twice by the werewolf menace.Mateusz, realizing immediately the problem, had thrown Vincent in chains, and, against the innkeepers wishes, made an impromptu prison in the cellar under the Vine. And that is where Jarrith found the Blademark, pacing shiftlessly while what life there was still continued above him.</blockquote>

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