The three of you rest for a bit after your exertions. Reece breaks out the crumbly loaf of bread he scavaged and devours it, washing it down with some water. Dragnar unwraps one of his roasts and calmly eats it before drinking a like amount of water from his newly-acquired waterskin. While you are sitting Dragnar asks to examine Dwareet'ik's staff which the kobold reluctantly agrees to, provided he returns it. The human and kobold retrieve rags to tear into strips from the fallen humans above them and return with a half-dozen crude bandages. They'll help stop bleeding but won't do too much else unless something is applies with them.
Reece lights his last torch from the embers of the previous as the kobold gets to work on his arm. (Reece:Mundane healing:2!) (Reece:Pain endurance:1!) The burly human tries to help set his arm with the kobold but shortly after beginning to move it he turns a ghastly shade of pale and falls over in a heap. Fortunately he didn't fall on Dwareet'ik.
(Dwareet'ik:Mundane healing:4!) Fortunately it wasn't a bad break, only the radius had snapped not both. Dwareet'ik manages to get the arm in a good position and to splint it tight to the humans' torso, preventing it from getting further injured. (You use three of the bandages in the process.) Looking at the arm you realize that it will take some time for it to heal properly if left to itself so you do your best to mimic the spell you had seen Elyvilon do.
(Dwareet'ik:Cast Cure light wounds:5!-1) (Effect:5!) (Counter-cost:5!) (Hmm... triple-nickel!) A faint white light suffuses the humans arm and soon color begins returning. You can't tell how much it helped but he looks better. You throat feels only a little dry after casting that spell. You smile to yourself. That was a pretty neat trick. You're not sure how many times you could cast that spell but you're not stressed at the moment.
Dragnar takes the time to carefully examine the scepter that Dwareet'ik handed it. (Dragnar:Appraise:5!) (Lore:6!,6!)
You can't believe what you're holding in your hands!
You recall your history well and you're pretty sure you've found the first artifact ever made at the fortress. From memory you heard that it was related to some sort of prophecy but you not sure what that prophecy was, nor if it was ever fulfilled but the scepter has considerable intrinsic and historic value.
(Covet:5!-2 (artifact)) You shudder slightly as you set the scepter back on the floor. It's somewhat hard to do, but you promised the *shudder* kobold that you wouldn't take it. You sigh. (Observation check:2!) It's a truly worthy find and you are now wondering how the kobold got ahold of such an item. Perhaps he's been her for some time already and came across it.
(Dwareet'ik +2 Healing Magic exp., Dragnar +2 Appraise exp., +2 Lore exp., Reece and Dragnar consume food, and a new torch is lit.
Reece Recovery:4! You wake up groggily and realize you must have fainted. How embarrassing. But your arm does feel surprisingly better.
Dwareet'ik Recovery:3! You at least feel no worse.
Dragnar Recovery:2! You shrug off your scratches like a true dwarf. Infection? Hah. No such thing.