Liev Sibin, human sorcerer
Liev breathes deep as his body knits together from Devon's spell.
"Thanks, Dev. I definitely needed that," he says. The short young man retrieves his shortspear and stows it on the side of his backpack, then makes sure his crossbow is once again loaded.
When he hears the skittering sounds, he cries out "I've officially learned my lesson: no opening nasty demon jars. I definitely vote with Hemaor this time to leave well enough alone."
Once his gear is reloaded and secured, Liev picks his way through rotting body bits and jar pieces. Lesson or no, he still seems curious enough to look for anything he might pocket if it has worth.
Liev breathes deep as his body knits together from Devon's spell.
"Thanks, Dev. I definitely needed that," he says. The short young man retrieves his shortspear and stows it on the side of his backpack, then makes sure his crossbow is once again loaded.
When he hears the skittering sounds, he cries out "I've officially learned my lesson: no opening nasty demon jars. I definitely vote with Hemaor this time to leave well enough alone."
Once his gear is reloaded and secured, Liev picks his way through rotting body bits and jar pieces. Lesson or no, he still seems curious enough to look for anything he might pocket if it has worth.