Shortfang wiped himself down of the acid, hacking up gelatinous spit. "Ugh... Shortfang okay... Feel hurt, but alive. Can keep fighting. But we be careful now." At that moment, Buddy took out the notebook from his backpack and wrote a message loud and clear for everyone. [b][i]Im staying up front.[/i][/b] He seemed pretty adamant about this. Shortfang just chuckled softly. "Okay. Shortfang tough, but Shortfang don't wanna do that again." Meanwhile Pylia was looking on the trog body, not finding much except a belt pouch with three silver arrowheads and some sort of strange rock. It looked red and veiny, but otherwise it didn't seem to do anything. "Oozes... Next time we run across a dead body, let's be more careful with it. Maybe throw a rock at it or something. Everyone ready to move on?"

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Sylvia (21/21)
Pylia (24/24)
Shortfang (26/26) | Syfr (1/1)
Buddy (31/31)

You eat all five of your Goodberies, healing 20 HP.

Shortfang eats three goodberries, healing 12 HP.

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