Argent Silvermage
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Elexia points to the west where the smoke is comming from. "They either have a camp here or are signaling for others. Either way we should get moving." She turns to her charge. "Hisk are you well enough to travel?"
World of Low'verok
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Jemal
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Rokelsh knocks another arrow as he sees the two runaways.. it was against his nature to leave an enemy... especially a cowardly enemy.. alive unless it had surrendered. Aiming at the runaway Kobolds, he waits a few seconds to see if he can get a clearer shot without many trees in the way, and if so takes it.
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Gaoi look at Syrrian.
"Don't look at me. I know nothing of such things."
"Don't look at me. I know nothing of such things."
Argent Silvermage
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Elexia says from cover of the wagon. "Dear one I'll tend to your wounds but try not to et hurt next time. They're only Kobolds for Goddess' sake."
*Rokelsh, the kobolds are ducking and dodging for all they're worth, which isn't much, but it's enough to keep you from getting a clear shot. After a few seconds they duck completely out of sight.*
*Syrrian, your leg continues to bleed with inexorable slowness, making you a bit lightheaded. Your boot is soaked with blood.*
*Elexia tends to Syrrian's wound, binding it and stopping the bleeding.*
*Hisk nods to Elexia's question about traveling, but as the catches sight of the smoke plume his face suddenly becomes tense.*
"My village! My people, that's where my village is. Those beasts, those vermin, what have they done, sseshakar kessimar presskiss ashaka!" Hisk cries, the last part being what sounds like curses in the lizardfolk tongue.
*Syrrian, your leg continues to bleed with inexorable slowness, making you a bit lightheaded. Your boot is soaked with blood.*
*Elexia tends to Syrrian's wound, binding it and stopping the bleeding.*
*Hisk nods to Elexia's question about traveling, but as the catches sight of the smoke plume his face suddenly becomes tense.*
"My village! My people, that's where my village is. Those beasts, those vermin, what have they done, sseshakar kessimar presskiss ashaka!" Hisk cries, the last part being what sounds like curses in the lizardfolk tongue.
Argent Silvermage
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"White Lady's blessings. Please lets get to the village." Elexia cries and then casts Cure light wounds from one of her scrolls on Syrrian.
*Syrrian, Alnaria's blessing flows into you, healing your wounds and stopping your bleeding. While it can't do anything for your stained trousers, sock, and boot, at least you feel a great deal better.*
*The rest of the party determines there seems to be no further kobolds in the area. You all realize that going directly to the smoke plume would be impossible in the wagon. Hisk states that he could probably guide you on a semi-solid path through the swamp; one where you wouldn't have to swim more than once or twice, but it's utterly unsuitable for the wagon. He's quite agitated and wants to go to the site; anyone can easily see that. Elexia you notice that the pain that has plagued Hisk throughout your journey seems to at least have been temporarily forgotten. Focused on something outside of himself he seems to be doing better.*
[OOC: Syrrian regain 7 points of healing]
*The rest of the party determines there seems to be no further kobolds in the area. You all realize that going directly to the smoke plume would be impossible in the wagon. Hisk states that he could probably guide you on a semi-solid path through the swamp; one where you wouldn't have to swim more than once or twice, but it's utterly unsuitable for the wagon. He's quite agitated and wants to go to the site; anyone can easily see that. Elexia you notice that the pain that has plagued Hisk throughout your journey seems to at least have been temporarily forgotten. Focused on something outside of himself he seems to be doing better.*
[OOC: Syrrian regain 7 points of healing]
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