Sia

    Groggily stumbling past Gaul I lean on one of his shoulders and whisper into his ear. Lifting my hand I mutter the words of the bloodstone and it drops from my hand into his. Makeing my way over too the map table I kick over a barrel with some odd cups on it and use it for a chair. Thudding my head onto the table I ask Karnareial, "Do the regular foot soilders regenerate or just the higher ups? How is your navy? How many ships? What of the western flank is there any action there?" Takeing a small bottle from my pouch I Peer into it with one eye closed and sniff, tossing the empty bottle behind me without looking and thud my head back too the table.