Turn 7: Malpractice
Gary pops out from behind his hiding place, first dragging
Jacob back with him.
[Gary, STR: 3+1]
With a little bit of grunting, he manages to drag the body back to the hidey-hole. Next, the diagnosis!
[Medicine: 5+2]
Due to his medical expertise,
Greg immediately sees that there appears to be no blood, but some slight bruising. However,
Jacob might have some brain damage. Because that would certainly be bad, and
Jacob isn't in a position to answer any questions right now...
[Gary, STR: 4+1]
Gary's clenched fist slams into
Jacob's stomach, straight into the solar plexus! Satisfied at seeing
Jacob's eyes bulge open in pain,
Gary shuffles over to
Jerila to make another diagnosis while he waits for
Jacob to catch his breath.
[Jacob is no longer unconscious!]
[Jacob is winded! -1 to all strength, dexterity, and endurance rolls until this effect wears off.]
[Gary, STR: 5+1]
On the way back, however, he does manage to bang
Jerila's head up a bit more. Eh, she'll be fine.
[Medicine: 3+2]
However,
Gary quickly realizes that no,
Jerila is not fine. She is bleeding quite profusely from the head, and her skull can be seen through the forehead. Fortunately, the skull doesn't appear to have fractured, so
Gary is able to quickly staunch the bleeding with his first aid kit. She's still unconscious, however.
Meanwhile,
Ae-Hale attempts to get the monster to break off parts of it's body, to which
Gary responds with, "
Dude, that's seriously messed up. You magically seduce it, then ask it to rip itself apart when it's already dying so we can use its body as weapons against its former comrades? Seriously."
Ae-Hale justifies himself with "One, we don't know if it had the intelligence or kindness to have comrades. Second, it can just shape the magma-y part of itself into a spear or something. Third, I can just take the spear it already ha-nope, can't even say it the second time."
The matter having been settled,
Ae-Hale continues making cooing noises at the monster, attempting to get it to break off parts of its body. In response, it starts banging it's mouth against the ground, as a few of it's teeth chip off and break, clattering to the ground. It moans, still whimpering.
[+Items: 3 Magma Monster Teeth]
Commenting on his compatriots' injuries with a sarcastic
"Anyways well you go all dealing with those head bruises are compatriots have gotten, I will do some rudimentary exploring",
Ardelion begins to set off down the passage but stops when he hears a voice calling from down the hole.
"Calamaxes? What's all this ruckus going on about? Calamaxes?"Suddenly, a short, squat man with dark-grey skin appears from the hole, standing not half as high as any member of the party. His eyes flick over
Greg attending the wounded
Jerila,
Jacob wheezing in the corner,
Ae-Hale picking up the monster teeth, and
Ardelion in a position halfway between walking and standing. He grimaces and holds the bridge of his nose with his hand, his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.
"By the Gods below, more idiot adventurers. What have you all done to Calamaxes? Well? Care to explain yourselves?"