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Durin looked at the two women, his mind in a haze. Why were they looking at him like that? Suddenly he was supposed to be leading them somewhere? He had been pretty certain that he was just following them. He dug through his own mind for a few seconds before he remembered that there was supposed to be some sort of healer's shop near here run by a pale elf woman. He blinked a few more times before he remembered where it was. Wordlessly, the dwarf began to hobble off through the debris towards the store without waiting for either Tirarrian or Isabeau to catch up to him.
A camp where a bunch of seamen make sails? Sounds kind of dull to me. 
Yeah, you're not dead!
Vaeri had seen to all the former captives that needed immediate attention and patched them up as best as she could given her limited supplies and abysmal working conditions. They would at least be well enough to make the slow walk back to camp without keeling over. She lightly patted her final patient on his newly patched up leg before standing up off the ground. He was a scraggly man who looked to be in his early-thirties, but going from the little conversation she could coax out of him, he was probably in his late teens. She would have prayed for his well being, but the wrong god would be listening.
Sana then asked for the party to look around the camp. Vaeri scanned the area but everything looked pretty barren. Well, it did until she spotted a bit of dark red in some bushes that looked like they should have been long ago cleared away. She walked over to the bushes and after a bit of jiggling the bushes found a small velvet pouch hidden within. She shook the bush it was hidden in violently until the pouch dropped onto the ground. The last thing Vaeri wanted to do was stick one of her cut up arms into a leafy, prickly plant. And who knows what insects might be hiding, waiting to latch on to the next unsuspecting elf. The thought of having some bulbous bug suck on her arm wound almost make her wretch.
After retrieving the pouch, Vaeri dusted off the bag before opening it to examine its contents. There were a few slips of paper, a gem and some gold at first glance. First Vaeri pulled out the gem to find it mostly clear and exceedingly hard. Most likely a diamond. She kept it in her palm to have it remain out of the way as she searched through the rest of the bag's contents. She pulled out a piece of folded paper that as she unfurled it grew to be a rather large piece of paper, judging by the text on it, a magical scroll. She couldn't read it however, so it was likely an arcane scroll. That too joined its diamond companion after Vaeri folded it back into its smaller state. Then came another slip of paper, this one only folded a couple times. On the front was a stylized bull made up exclusively of thick, dark blue lines. On the back was writing describing it as a psionic tattoo of Bull's Strength, once applied it is permanent, and three times a day allowed its wearer to receive the effects of the Bull's Strength power of 15 minutes each use. Interesting, but not for Vaeri. Not because she was afraid of scarring her body further, but Divine Might granted her more power and she didn't want to rely too much on a tattoo she wasn't even sure if it was magic. With the scroll and diamond it went. Vaeri looked in the bag once more and found a silver ring stuck in the gold. It was labelled a Ring of Protection. Well don't mind if I do. Vaeri removed the label before sliding it onto her bloodied right ring finger. The rest of the objects save for the tattoo were placed back into the pouch. Vaeri walked over to Fiona's pile of treasure and tosses her pouch onto the top of the pile of treasure. From the stack she took the two scrolls. Both would probably useful in the future. Specifically against the hellhounds and Pegasus.
"I found an arcane scroll, some gold, what I think is a diamond, this ring of protection and this tattoo in that pouch." Vaeri waved the folded piece of parchment in the air before presenting it to Fiona. "If you apply it, it permanently attaches like a real tattoo, but touching it gives you increased strength as that of the Bull's Strength spell for 15 minutes. It works 3 times a day even. I think you could use it, Fiona. You seem to get into grappling situations often. If it's not to your taste, Drizzak or Big Green would probably be more than happy to take it."
Sana then asked for the party to look around the camp. Vaeri scanned the area but everything looked pretty barren. Well, it did until she spotted a bit of dark red in some bushes that looked like they should have been long ago cleared away. She walked over to the bushes and after a bit of jiggling the bushes found a small velvet pouch hidden within. She shook the bush it was hidden in violently until the pouch dropped onto the ground. The last thing Vaeri wanted to do was stick one of her cut up arms into a leafy, prickly plant. And who knows what insects might be hiding, waiting to latch on to the next unsuspecting elf. The thought of having some bulbous bug suck on her arm wound almost make her wretch.
After retrieving the pouch, Vaeri dusted off the bag before opening it to examine its contents. There were a few slips of paper, a gem and some gold at first glance. First Vaeri pulled out the gem to find it mostly clear and exceedingly hard. Most likely a diamond. She kept it in her palm to have it remain out of the way as she searched through the rest of the bag's contents. She pulled out a piece of folded paper that as she unfurled it grew to be a rather large piece of paper, judging by the text on it, a magical scroll. She couldn't read it however, so it was likely an arcane scroll. That too joined its diamond companion after Vaeri folded it back into its smaller state. Then came another slip of paper, this one only folded a couple times. On the front was a stylized bull made up exclusively of thick, dark blue lines. On the back was writing describing it as a psionic tattoo of Bull's Strength, once applied it is permanent, and three times a day allowed its wearer to receive the effects of the Bull's Strength power of 15 minutes each use. Interesting, but not for Vaeri. Not because she was afraid of scarring her body further, but Divine Might granted her more power and she didn't want to rely too much on a tattoo she wasn't even sure if it was magic. With the scroll and diamond it went. Vaeri looked in the bag once more and found a silver ring stuck in the gold. It was labelled a Ring of Protection. Well don't mind if I do. Vaeri removed the label before sliding it onto her bloodied right ring finger. The rest of the objects save for the tattoo were placed back into the pouch. Vaeri walked over to Fiona's pile of treasure and tosses her pouch onto the top of the pile of treasure. From the stack she took the two scrolls. Both would probably useful in the future. Specifically against the hellhounds and Pegasus.
"I found an arcane scroll, some gold, what I think is a diamond, this ring of protection and this tattoo in that pouch." Vaeri waved the folded piece of parchment in the air before presenting it to Fiona. "If you apply it, it permanently attaches like a real tattoo, but touching it gives you increased strength as that of the Bull's Strength spell for 15 minutes. It works 3 times a day even. I think you could use it, Fiona. You seem to get into grappling situations often. If it's not to your taste, Drizzak or Big Green would probably be more than happy to take it."
Even in-fighting can't get us Beyond Thunderdome.
Vaeri was a bit taken aback by Lob bursting out of the forest and offering to lick her wounds. Licking your own wounds was one thing, but having someone else lick you was breaching personal space on at least 3 different levels. Hastily, she shook her head in refusal with a quick, "I'll be fine." She did take the bow that was presented to her a bit tentatively. Where did he get this bow and why was he giving it to her? Vaeri didn't know the answer to either part of the question, but wouldn't say anything about it, only nodding gracefully at Lob. It was certainly a well constructed weapon, she couldn't deny that; however, Vaeri already had a bow that much better suited her in her bag. No matter, she would just hang onto the weapon for the time being. Into the bag the bow disappeared.
Stifling another yawn, she nodded at Sana's request. Fiona went for the water immediately, so it would be up to Vaeri to treat wounds. Well, out of everyone here, she probably had the most medical knowledge, but she was far better at divine healing than mundane. Still, these people needed help, and she'd give it to them as best as she could. Vaeri rubbed her eyes, slapped her face a couple times and wiped off any blood that might have gotten on her mouth before she went to work. The captives were certainly in poor condition, but they only needed to be brought up to a condition where they could survive. Returning them to something resembling healthy would take time, food and water. She could heal wounds. Curing starvation, dehydration and disease required aspects of magic that she wasn't familiar with.
Stifling another yawn, she nodded at Sana's request. Fiona went for the water immediately, so it would be up to Vaeri to treat wounds. Well, out of everyone here, she probably had the most medical knowledge, but she was far better at divine healing than mundane. Still, these people needed help, and she'd give it to them as best as she could. Vaeri rubbed her eyes, slapped her face a couple times and wiped off any blood that might have gotten on her mouth before she went to work. The captives were certainly in poor condition, but they only needed to be brought up to a condition where they could survive. Returning them to something resembling healthy would take time, food and water. She could heal wounds. Curing starvation, dehydration and disease required aspects of magic that she wasn't familiar with.
@The Fated Fallen Since you're amazing now too, let's turn it into a Buddy Cop movie about a couple of spider-people investigating a drug ring possibly backed by Norman Osborn. William Dafoe will return and Macho Man will return from the dead to reprise his role as Bonesaw, who's now the chief of police.
Huh, I completely missed the part where I'm now amazing. Can I be in the next Spider-Man movie? I'll try to make it less shit than the Garfield ones.
And there was much rejoicing.
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