[center][h2][b][color=#d31c0a]Deo’Irah[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

So it was that the three men had made their respective choices, and as Freagon went to finish off the bandit Irah concentrated on what had happened to Bren: unfortunate, but always a possibility. Fortunately, they had a means of immediate and efficacious healing on hand and the true deigan healer sprung immediately into action even as Bren was still being stabbed in the neck by the jerky motions of the knife. She withdrew the divine healing potion from within her robe and moved shockingly quickly–understanding well the urgency–and moved towards the now-prone body of Bren as he hit the floor. By this time she’d already uncorked the bottle and assessed the damage quickly.

His throat hadn’t quite been torn open, exactly, but one would be forgiven for believing so–jerky and jagged cuts left openings for dark arterial blood to flow forth as though from a fountain, and Irah administered two droplets of the potion, reckoning it would be enough to close the wound and ensure he was in no danger of actually perishing. He’d still feel the effects of the blood loss, of course, but that was better remedied by an alchemical healing potion: knowing nothing about his resistance to the taint, she did not want to risk him accumulating any more than he already had… and promptly moved away as soon as she was done ensuring that he would live. 

[color=#d31c0a][b]“Messier than I’d have liked, but… effective. Feel free to kill them immediately next time.”[/b][/color] Irah spoke, her tone utterly unbothered and practical. She had seen much, much worse than this and was eminently practical when it came to saving lives. She supposed how preachy she’d been until this point could’ve given Freagon plenty of doubt, but hopefully this display of efficiency would teach Freagon that while Irah would do nearly anything to stave off death, she had no qualms with [i]suffering[/i] or injury. Those things could be remedied: death could not. Hurting Bren was a perfectly logical and reasonable thing to do in her mind, given that a healer was on hand to remedy whatever mistakes were made.