The Four Lands
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"oh uh nothing!" (Roll insight if you want) The bard and warlock feel sick and tired as the diseased bites of the rat infect them (Both of you gain an level of exhaustion and redo the saving throw at the end of the next long rest DC is 15 if you want to keep track of that)
"Well, regardless of the stench of burning rat... We've killed ourselves some kind of beast that's for sure. Though what kind of thing acts like that, I'd rather be rid of for good. Damn good work with that big honking thing of fire. Don't like the idea of what it might have done if it'd lived much longer."
Ansil falls onto his knees and groans "uuuugh... I don't feel so good..." His usual ashen skin now has a green tinge to it, making him look even unhealthier. "Ooh... A berry." He picked up the rat berry and put it in his pocket "Save that for later... ooooooooh..." He clutched his skin "When I'm not dying..."
“Ah shit, not this again...”
Groaning as she’d get to her feet, the kobold would gather up her fallen coins, and a few of the less burned rats, before grabbing the warlock.
“C’mon, let’s wash these bites out. Might have the plague but that’s no excuse...’
Groaning as she’d get to her feet, the kobold would gather up her fallen coins, and a few of the less burned rats, before grabbing the warlock.
“C’mon, let’s wash these bites out. Might have the plague but that’s no excuse...’
The girly wolf boy comes along to help the human and kobold. Guiding them to a place where they can wash up and clean their wounds. The snake bites her lips and scans the skies before heading off. If you listen closely you might be able to hear the scream of rage on the wind
Ansil just groaned as he was led away. Not wasting the opportunity to learn though, he made himself stumble a little allowing him to lean on the wolf boy, "accidentally" grabbing his ass in the process, wondering what the hell it was made of and how the hell did it work?
(Damn... 9 deception to make it seem like an accident? lol)
(Damn... 9 deception to make it seem like an accident? lol)
Even if he is called out on it, Ansil will not apologize nor remove his hand. He will figure out what magic makes it like this.
Ansil tilted his head back and forth, as if thinking "Eh... A little bit... it's comfortable where it is and likes what it feels..." Ansil chuckled and wink... before pulling his hand off due to stomach pains from the sickness he nows feels.
“Hmm.” Sindiana stood there not knowing what to do next. Her allies were still getting patched up and the naga disappeared off somewhere. The distant scream was tempting but she decided to wait for everyone before checking it out. She just sat down near the ruins and started to focus on her books. Her owl was perched up close to her keeping a eye on things.
Ansil sat down as he is told. He smiled nicely at her. He believed that she seemed like a wonderful woman. "Good to meet you, too madam. My name is Ansil, what is your's?" He was completely sincere.
Chuckling at the woman’s demeanour, Tarykrym would take a seat on the ground and lean back.
“Heh, just like Mama Drip...”
“Heh, just like Mama Drip...”
She listened lightly to the speaking and the scream of wind on the winds. Her wind wafted stronger in the night as she tried to focus on the raged voice on the winds. However this was disturbed as she noticed the serpent's arrival, sitting near them with a smile. "So, I was hoping the two of us could chit chat for a bit. Perhaps wherever I end up sleeping t'night if ya want privacy. If not here's good too."
Ansil goes out to find Berwyn, the wolf boy mage, feeling better after drinking that medicine he got from that lovely medicine lady. He looked around for the wolf boy, went up to him and said "Look... About earlier when I touched your ass... I'm not apologizing for it. What type of magic user are you? Are you a warlock as well and your patron granted you a booty that can't stop?"
Choking the drink back, the kobold would wait until the wolf and the other adventurer would leave, before talking to the hag again.
“So, you have any of the less helpful herbs? Or, just know where they are?”
“So, you have any of the less helpful herbs? Or, just know where they are?”
Ansil grumbled a little bit then sighed "Well... Ok then I guess... Honestly I would be more made if you were a Warlock... I mean like, come on! If you were a Warlock and got a great ass from it while all I got is crazy then that would be just wrong!" Ansil grunted again then sighed "... Sorry, been a little high strung recently."