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Clearly simple indigestion wasn't the issue here. She kept going on about being "in control", curling up into a ball and mumbling to herself. Lorne couldn't help but feel like this was his fault somehow.

Did he have any tools that could help here?... Maybe a potion of cancellation? Nah, that probably wasn't the issue... she was worried about "control"... perhaps he needed to aid her in gaining mental control somehow? A scroll of mental fortitude could help there, though he thought he used the last of those years ago when he raided the Deepening Dungeon.

He was much more susceptible to magical effects than those that were alive, and clearly some magical shenanigans were happening here, the best idea would be to leave, but that was impolite.

He did have a ring of faith, he hadn't worn that in years because of his lack of faith in gods, but perhaps some god was paying attention to him and would aid in helping the girl. Lorne placed it upon his finger and pointed it at the girl, hoping it did something. 

[i]Here goes nothing[/i]

[color=mediumpurple]"Gerimorta, Revoyan god of death, and lord of the undead, hear my prayers, aid this poor girl, I beseech you!"[/color]