Redclaw's Eyes of the Lich Queen

[s@squ@tch]

Hedowin

The mage studies the potions carefully -- thinking back to his days in alchemy lab at the University. "Jasmine, hint of saddle leather.... think Hedowin... think." He taps his head, deep in thought.

"A-hah!"

Hedowin motions to the others to listen up.

"I do believe that these potions will have a restorative effect on those afflicted by the poisondusks venom."

He walks over to the shifter and pours one of the potions down her throat, looking for any change in the womans condition.

 

[Redclaw]

Chevri feels the potion run down her throat, and its magical healing courses through her muscles, giving back some of her missing strength. She recovers 3 points of strength damage

 

[pathfinderq1]

Chevri Brightleaf; shifter druid; HP 34/37; STR 3/10

Chevri coughed and spat, as the initial dose of potion pooled in her mouth- it was only as the magic took hold that she could turn her head enough to actually swallow the rest. She moved her head very slowly, carefully, sweeping her gaze around the group. With her sun-darkened skin, her pale green eyes seemed to have a vacant, far-away look to them, but she appeared to linger on each member of the group long enough to recognize them.

"My thanks to you, fellow travelers," she said after a moment of observation. Her voice was quiet, little more than a husky whisper. Then she started to move, obviously trying to make herself sit up- and equally obviously looking for her backpack...

 

[EvolutionKB]

Talas 33/42 4 Str damage

Talas stands by as the shifter attempts to get to her feet. Normally, he would be quick to draw weapons againt a person that had not yet declared themselves an ally. Not today though.

"Why are you here," he asks simply without warmth or hostility, but perhaps just curiousity. Curiousity in something other than happenstance.

 

[pathfinderq1]

Chevri turned to the man who had spoken- her motion still slow and uncoordinated, as the poison still had a strong hold on her limbs. She managed to work herself to a half-sitting, half-kneeling pose, and her eyes seemed to focus on him. Even with her attention turned that way, though, her light-colored eyes seemed to be looking more past him than at him...

"I am here because the wandering of the moons compelled me, the blowing of the wind drew me along, and the sight of yon temple caught my gaze," she said quietly, almost with the tone of a ritual. "And because those little lizards would hear no voice but their own, and suffer none to stand what do not wear a coat of scales..." The second part of her response had a tone of sadness to it, a resigned acceptance of something that she didn't agree with.

 

[Creamsteak]

"Well it looks like it's about time we charge into this temple, challenge the evil god that lurks there, and bring light upon the land thus causing all of these 'evil' lizardfolk to abandon their dark nature and embrace the light. Everyone ready?"

 

[EvolutionKB]

Talas 33/42 4 Str damage

"If we are going to go fighting at the temple, we should be better prepared. The poison still courses through my veins Hedowin, can I have one of those potions?"
Talas examines his wounds some more, hisses slightly through is teeth at a particulary nasty claw wound that had not totally been sealed. "Alexa, I believe that I need a little more of that wands power as well."

 

[Creamsteak]

"Awww... but I really want to go challenge an evil god..."

 

[pathfinderq1]

"If we are going to go fighting at the temple, we should be better prepared. The poison still courses through my veins Hedowin, can I have one of those potions?"
Talas examines his wounds some more, hisses slightly through is teeth at a particulary nasty claw wound that had not totally been sealed. "Alexa, I believe that I need a little more of that wands power as well."

"Waste not the power of a device- if I may have my possessions I have a gift as a healer," the young shifter said. "And if I may beg the boon of some food, for the lizards were as lacking in their feeding as in their other hosting customs..." Since struggling up to a mostly seated pose, she had not moved further- just in case.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Hedowin

"I see no reason you should suffer any longer Talas," Hedowin says as he hands one of the vials to him.

"I would agree about the lizards hospitality -- they weren't the most gracious of hosts."

He spits on the ground in front of him.

"I'm glad they're dead -- but I hope to have the chance to kill more of them to even the score."

His look sours.

"But to which evil god is the temple dedicated -- you have piqued my curiousity once more."