MiscChaos Wrote:Alena growls as the bard's idiotic spell after everything was already said and done causes the lizardfolk to fall into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Perfect, now the thing is useless as an information source until the bloody laughing dies down. "Sir bard, might I suggest reading the flow of battle before recklessly throwing out spells next time?"
MiscChaos Wrote:(Just a quick note, I was never told the effects of Alena using Cure Serious Wounds on herself to recover from the last battle)
Meep Meepersons Wrote:Despite herself, Azmer was a little shaken from all the eerie noises. Bad memories rose in her mind and the fact she was not entirely confident in her current groups ability to handle a mature adult dragon as well as it's young and cultists all without resting didn't help matters. "H-hey, I think the bards sh-should sing for us, softly of course, but I think it would really help..." She said with a shaky tone. She was pretty good at hiding her current state, but it came out obviously in her words.
Meep Meepersons Wrote:Azmer finally registered Marisa's request, and approached the woman. She noticed right away what was wrong with Marisa. "Come child, lets rest over here." She examined the poor girl and sighed. She then looked to the group. She waved down Kon and told her to stay behind with her and Marisa, and that they three will catch up to the group later. "Go onwards without us, this may take some time. Kon will keep us safe, she is a more then capable enough warrior to fend off a few Lizard men." With a smirk, she began to tend to Marisa, pulling out various things for birthing from her suitcase*of holding* She handed Marisa a vial. "Drink, it will speed up labor time, we've not a second to spare here. It will be a bit more painful though, nothing you haven't dealt with before~" She cooed comfortingly, placing a hand to Marisa's to comfort her, even though Azmer wasn't usually one to comfort anyone.
TCELESBHSUP Wrote:Kura: Lene scoffs at your suggestion, taking a tighter grip of her bastard sword. She simply shook her head, looking somewhat offended that you doubted her. "We'll be fine. Trust me on that. A few lizardfolk're nothing before a Soryana."
Group: As you continue, you come to a T in the cave. From one path comes that horrible chanting and an incredible heat as it winded towards the center and base of the volcano. The other was utterly silent, devoid of any crystals or life from what one could tell at a glance.
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