BFEL, BFEL, BFEL. You poor bastard.
- Turn 19: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back -
The party healer done got himself roasted, so you all decide to heal his sorry ass...Heal Lao.
If Ekoka should fail at helping Thuun, go and address his bleeding wounds with more traditional medicinal methods.
Stand around and watch our surroundings, assist the priest if he needs help
Assist anybody who needs help.
"What did that idiot do to himself?" Ekoka asks in an astonished voice, eyeing the charred form of Thuun with bemusement.
"Well, whatever he did definitely worked nicely, so we probably should heal him to the best of our ability," Lyu points out. Ekoka nods, kneels and rests his hands on Thuun’s relatively unburned shoulders.
(6) (WTF) Green light kindles under Ekoka’s hands. Emerald fire appears in similar splashes from every cut on Thuun’s arms. The wounds slowly begin to close before the party’s eyes. Against all odds, when magical healing should have been able to do absolutely nothing for Thuun, Ekoka decided to ignore centuries of knowledge and do it anyway.
Huh.
Good news! Thuun’s no longer going to bleed out. His legs are still chargrilled, though. Ekoka’s magic isn’t nearly strong enough to handle that amount of damage.
Beyond the Impossible! +1 Life exp!Now for his legs. Lyu kneels next to Thuun’s legs, where the life magic strangely refused to even go. There doesn’t seem to be much that can be done for them, but at least they can be bound and infection prevented.
“Maybe… Uh…” Lyu gets up and wanders over to a bush covered in small, spiky fruits. They’ve managed to survive both the frost and fire pretty well, although they’re certainly on their way out. “We have a plant like this up north… The fruit juices rubbed on a wound help them heal. I’m not sure about his legs, but it might stop infection!” The priest picks several of the fruits and, with a small dagger, rapidly skins each one and squeezes the juice out over the unconscious mage’s legs.
He then takes a length of bandage from Cyrus, who’s watching on in interest; the legs are bound quite well, the others agreeing that the priest’s handiwork looks most professional and Thuun will almost certainly be okay now. After all, priests are smart, educated people, right?
(2) Turns out Lyu’s education stayed the hell away from herblore. Probably shouldn’t have rubbed jimsonweed into the wounds. The poisonous liquid rapidly soaks through the burned flesh, passing into the sort-of-functioning venous system. On the upside, it also kills the infection.
“Oh Gods, he’s having a seizure!” Felice yells, pushing Lyu aside as Thuun begins to shake uncontrollably. (4) Felice manages to pin Thuun down, collecting a couple of minor bruises on the way, but avoids serious injury. “Shit, his heart is going nuts!” the seaman shouts. “But he’s just not waking!”
Yup! Jimsonweed makes your heart race. In three turns, It also induces comas. And hallucinations. You won't die, but you won't wake up naturally.Thuun’s eyes slowly open. He sits up to find himself lying on a huge expanse of black sand. Hills of obsidian rise all around him. A path seems to wind off to his left, through the jagged, lethally sharp rock. To his right is a lake of fire that extends for miles into the distance. He can only just see the far shore.
He looks up. The sky is a dark, scabrous red. Stars that gleam a sickly mustard yellow can be seen through the reddish sky, and clouds the colour of blood and ash glide over the sky. He looks down, at himself. His legs are whole. Odd. He also notes that he can see all of his legs… What the hell happened to his clothes? And his sword? And his… everything?
There’s a soft wailing in the background. It permeates the bloody night, worming into his skull. And through it all is this pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Feet? Perhaps he should move before whatever owns those feet can find him.
Lyu Brak (Harry Baldman)Profession: Priest
Status: Failing at being a healer.
Inventory:Staff (Bronze-Capped)
Religious Necklace
Warm Priestly Robes and Pants
Warm Priestly Shoes
180 gold
Wounds/Status: You're perfectly healthy!
Abilities: [Boundlessly Cheerful] [The Good Priest] [Not that faithful] [Righteous Litany (5/6)]Baldur Bergfalk (USEC_OFFICER)Profession: Mercenary
Status: Not doin’ much.
Inventory:Broken greatsword
Worn leather jerkin (and normal clothes)
Worn leather boots
Bear fur cloak300 gold
Wounds/Status: [Burned Left Hand (Palm) (6/8)] [Slashed left eye] Abilities: [Skilled Bargainer] [Guileless] [I'm Not Right Handed] Lao Thuun (BFEL)Profession: Warrior Mage
Status: WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?
Inventory: Blunted bronze sword
Leather armour and boots
Acolyte's Suncloak210 gold
Wounds/Status: [Roasted Legs] [Coma]Abilities:[Enduring] [Atoner] [Spellsword (Cooldown: 1/3)] [/color]
Spells:[Life Spell: Wisp] Magical Experience:[Ea: 0] [Wi: 0] [Fi: 0] [Wa: 0] [Li: 2] [Fo: -1] [Lt: 0] [Sh: 0] Felice Nasib (Pancaek)Profession: Seaman
Status: Pinnin’ Thuun down.
Inventory: Repaired Shortbow
Eighteen Arrows
Razor-sharp DirkNautical Longcoat and Boots
313 gold
Wounds/Status: You're perfectly healthy!
Abilities: [Fearless] [Not a Landlubber] [Trick Shot] Ekoka (GreatWyrmGold)Profession: Wanderer
Status: Healing what cannot be healed.
Inventory: Cracked shillelagh
Wanderer's Cloak
Sturdy Clothes and Boots
Length of Rope
Flint and Tinder
380 gold
Wounds/Status: No open wounds!
Abilities: [Survivalist] [Dual Focus] [Maladjusted to heat] [Guiding Spirit] Spells:[Wind Spell: Alacrity]Magical Experience:[Ea: 0] [Wi: 1] [Fi: 0] [Wa: 0] [Li: 0] [Fo: 0] [Lt: 0] [Sh: 0] 
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