Four Sides
Although Otiroth's injury isn't a typical flesh wound, Carthum's medical training still comes in handy.
Old Varillo Kalitus, the wisest surgeon in Suru's church, gave rare lessons to the younger recruits in the ways of nontraditional healing. Not so much spells and ancient arts, but direct physical measures that might save a life. The teachings were always entertaining, if not a little gruesome, and Varillo wasn't your typical priest of the faith either. The elder demanded discipline and focus from his students, and wasn't afraid of dishing out punishment for non-attentiveness. A jab with a staff to the back of the head usually kept the more mischievous of students in line.
Where Var obtained his "specimens" was often a dinnertime debate among the students. Body parts, tissue, bones and sometimes venomous creatures. Carthum listened well! As many different poisons as creatures to deliver them, and the first few moments of physical reaction often held the key to recovery. The priest has acted swiftly. The wound will surely heal, and the travel of poison throughout the sorcerer's body has been prevented. Perhaps, even old Var would smile at his work.
Meanwhile, Annit nods respectfully to the barbarian. She wants to look further? Then so be it. Bow at the ready, she walks by Jeovanna's side with silent steps. The barbarian certainly has a kind of grace to her, and it is inspiring to see such a hefty woman move with the cunning of a cat... or hyena on the prowl. Not wanting to make a fool of herself, Annit too keeps the sound levels down as they proceed.
The turn to the right as before, and the area of stone pillars and red-hot holes in the floor awaits. Standing at the entrance to the area it appears that little has changed. Then they hear it.
Clickyclick.
Something is definitely out there in the dark, beyond the range of the torch. Then the sound stops.
"It might have seen us," Annit whispers.
<Annit stealth check = 22
Post for rest of team coming soon, just gotta confirm some stuff>
