Afina — Roleplayer Guild

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Okay, new round of posting - one post per person until next round. Kronshi, need a follow up post from last round

The post is a lot to read I know but trying to tie things up so we can get the group out of town. So make sure to read it fully and take notes if needed.

Currently this is where we stand at the end of my most recent post

Sana - Healed against her will
Hugh - Healed but needs time to regain bloodloss
Vaeri - Injured
Hanzo - Injured
Fiona - Healed
Zack - Waiting on 2nd round post
Tobias - Healed whether he likes it or not, lol
Melvis - Injured
Mortosh - Healed By Sister Agnes - using potion
Drizzak - Healed By Sister Agnes
Lob - Healed By Sister Agnes

Now Sister Agnes and Wylsen have set the group up with a few items in the last post. Make sure to make note of them in your upcoming post.

Items are as follow:

Sana/Hugh: Various Healing Potions (This group is so gonna need them, lol)
Mortosh/Vaeri/Hanzo: 3 Vials Each Moderate Inflict Wounds (Negative energy potion that can be used to heal Mortosh since there is really no other way to heal him)
Drizzak: Large Bottle of Essence Of Mint Ice (Can treat burns, especially self inflicted throat burns, multiple uses)
Melvus/Zack: 2 Vials of Mage Armor Potion (1 use per vial, covers 1 item of clothing, lasts one hour, basically +4 AC in d&d terms)
Fiona: 3 Vials Purify Water - 3 Vials Purify Food ( Single drop cleans enough for 1 person. Each vial can clean enough for the whole party)
Tobias: 4 Vials Potion Of Invisibility ( Drink it, 1 vial a use, lasts 15 minutes)
Lob: One Shillelagh Potion (added to club by Sana. +1d4 perm damage)

Sana

	Sana looked over to Hugh as she sat there and sighed deeply, he had gotten hurt because she had called for him. She had never expected him to come running without his armor or his weapons, she thought he would have been upstairs getting their things. As he moved closer to her and took note of her wound she shook her head. “No, I’m okay, it’s only a flesh wound,” she said softly as she watched him. He never ceased to amaze her; there he was injured, having lost a lot of blood and he was still trying to check to make sure she was okay. She knew better than to protest when he removed his shirt and wrapped it around her arm. 

	“Thank you,” she said softly and was about to tell him to sit down and rest but she perked a brow as he stood up, he had that look in his eye that he got when he was protecting her; a look of concern falling over her features as he stood over her and pushed her down. Leaning back she rested on her elbow as he stepped over her, turning around just in time to see what he was doing. Cursing herself for just not taking the man out quickly she sat up and stared at Hugh as he let the man fall lifeless to the ground.  Turning she saw the half-orc had drug the body of his assailant over to them and perked a brow. It reminded her of how Delia had acted when they first met, not saying much but acting as if she believed Sana to be some form of Alpha. Looking at Lob she smiled and nodded towards him. “Good job,” she said towards him.

Sitting up she saw Hughs hand come to her and she held her own out, letting him pick her up; her own arms wrapping around his waist as he did. At his words she chuckled slightly and shook her head. “Yeah, well you are in no condition to do anything but sit down right now,” she said in a concerned voice. “Don’t worry, we’ll have it,” she said as she leaned close and kissed his cheek, referring to the happy ending he had spoken of to her. Stepping back she helped brace his balance and pushed him down slightly to make him sit. “Now, you sit here and don’t move. I will be right back,” she said softly as she ran her fingers down his cheek. Standing up she began to make her way towards the Inn to retrieve their stuff, stopping she glanced over his shoulder and gave him a firm look. “I mean it Hugh, don’t move,” she said before she continued on her way quickly, running passed the rest of the group and back into the Inn. 

	Taking the steps to the second floor two at a time she ran into their room and began to gather their things. She stopped for a minute and collapsed on the bed. She was hurt and needed healing but that wasn’t bothering her just yet. Seeing Hugh hurt like that sent her emotions into a spin and she dropped everything she had gathered on the floor. They had been through so much just to get to this point but she had never seen him injured like this. It was something she never wanted to see again and it made her want to scrap the entire thing and just find somewhere else to be but she had told the nun that they would help and they would. She promised herself though that no matter how much danger she was in the future she wasn’t going to call for Hugh to help her again. She refused to be the reason he got hurt again. 

	Drawing a deep breath she wiped the tears away and plastered a smile on her face as she picked up their gear and made her way back out of the inn. Before she did she stopped by the host and paid their bill and added some more in for the damage that had been done to the building during the fight. Turning she came back out of the inn and walked over to Hugh, dropping their things on the ground next to him before placing her fingers to her lips and giving out two different whistles quickly. Rodger and Epona, their horses came running out of the stable area and trotted over to her. Rodger was a large draft horse that Hugh had had since long before she had met him. Epona was a smaller mare, the color of sand, which they had purchased during their travels.  

	Kneeling down next to Hugh she pulled a fresh shirt out of his pack and tossed it to him. Grabbing a rag from her bag she rested down on her knees next to him and began to clean the blood from his side carefully. “Don’t you ever fucking scare me like that again,” she said in a rather upset tone as she tilted her head back and looked into his eyes. Taking a deep breath she sighed. “Sorry I snapped,” she said as she stood up and began to move their things and pack them on Epona. In Hughs condition she was not going to let him ride by himself and Rodger was plenty strong enough to carry both of them until he fully recovered. 

Sister Agnes

	Sister Agnes didn’t know what to think as she looked around in horror to what had happened in the small town. She had seen some of these vile persons before, in places she would go to pick up new orphans for orphanage, she had had to out run them several times on horse to keep the children out of their grip. She couldn’t help but feel some relief that they had been taken care of but the manner than many of them dispatched the horrid people frightened her. She had never seen such bloodshed.  Turning she looked at Sana and Hugh, seeing how they acted with each other and concluded in her mind that perhaps the viciousness of the attack had been brought about because of protection of each other instead of outright blood lust. At least she had hoped that was why. Either way she felt they would have a far better chance gathering what was needed than she or the other nuns could do. 

	Turning she watched Lob bring the body over and gasped slightly. Were they all protecting Sana? She hoped so. She froze in her place for a moment before noticing that Lob was injured. Taking a breath she walked slowly over to the half orc and smiled. “Let me,” she said before placing her hand on his wound, a soft warm light radiating from her palm as he sealed up the wound and caused the blood to stop. Pulling her hand away she wiped the blood from her hands on her habit and smiled warmly to him. “Better,” she said before she turned to see if anyone else needed help. 

	It seemed the group had some healers in the group and that they were beginning to tend to the rest of the party, which was good; she would not be with them on this adventure but she felt they would need more than just healers and turned to go to the apothecary shop.  As she did her eyes fell on Mortosh and Drizzak, they both looked injured but she knew there was nothing she could do for Mortosh personally but she had an idea. Walking over to them she smiled. “I have an idea, just wait here,” she said to the two and pushed her way into the apothecary, coming out a few minutes later with Wylsen in tow that was carrying a box of various bottles and vials. 

	Reaching into the box she pulled out one that held a substance that was dark in color and pulled the cork out. “This, may sting,” she said to Mortosh before pouring it slowly over the wound he had received. The liquid would seem to seep into the undead and slowly his form began to mend. “This is inflict wounds. It hurts most people but for you, well it mends the body like a healing spell does for the rest of them,” she said in a kind voice before turning and pulling out three more vials of the dark liquid and handing it over to Mortosh. “For your journey,” she said before turning to Drizzak.

	“Now you I can heal, so hold still,” she said as she reached out and placed her hands on him, the warm light emitting once again from her palms as she moved them slowly over his form to heal him. Once she was finished she turned and reached into the box and pulled out a bottle that was filled with a light green substance that seemed to glow. “This isn’t anything special but you may find use for it. It is essence of mint ice. I use it to sooth a burning throat, others use it on burns,” she said with a wink, having seen what happened with the head. She wasn’t going to say anything but she felt maybe it would help.

	Turning she instructed Wylsen to hand out the rest to the group in general. Wylsen nodded and made his way to each person, setting the box down and pulling out various bottles and vials. Each person received something. Vaerie and Hanzo were handed three vials each of inflict wounds potion and instructed that it could be used to injure or to heal their unique party member as he pointed over towards Mortosh. When Wlysen reached Melvus and Zack, he handed them each two vials of Mage Armor Potion and explained to them that it would give them an hour of mage armor on any clothing they wore, causing it to be as real armor. Fiona was handed three vials each of both purify water and purify rotten food potion vials. Wylsen explained that it could be used on any type of water, meat or vegetation that was too far gone to actually consume and it would make it to where it was drinkable, edible and safe to be consumed; that she would only need a drop out of each vial to clean enough for one person.  Walking over to Tobias, Wlysen handed him four vials of invisibility potion and told that they would do as the name stated for fifteen minutes for each vial, he just had to drink it. Walking back over to Sister Agnes and the ones that were near her he stopped, not sure who the rest was for. 

	Sister Agnes pulled out a vial that contained a liquid that swirled orange and handed it to Sana. “This is for him,” she said pointing to Lob. “He puts this on any weapon of his and it will permanently do slightly more damage than it currently does.  Sana nodded and took the vial before walking over to Lob and smiling as she popped the cork out of the vial. “Better smash,” was all she said before she poured it over his club. The sister walked over, having taken the box from Wylsen and kneeling down next to Hugh. What remained was various healing potions of different strengths. “After watching the two of you, I think you will need these,” she said in a concerned voice. 

	Sister Agnes watched the group, they seemed to have found a bond of some sorts in the fight, some of the bonds seemed to have been established long before the group had fully come together in Wylsens shop. Hugh and Sana had obviously known each other for some time and Sana had admitted to knowing Drizzak before today. Sana walked back over to Hugh and Sister Agnes and the nun took note of the injuries that were becoming apparent on Sana. Blood had soaked through the shirt that Hugh had tied around her arm and she was limping. Sister Agnes took Sanas arm and removed the shirt. 

	“You need healing,” she said as she looked at Sanas wound.

	“I’m fine, it will heal,” Sana stated flatly. She hated being healed and was content to just put a few stitches in on either side, bandage it up and go on her way. The sister was having none of that. She didn’t listen to what Sana said as her hand began to glow again and healing the wound quickly. “Damn it nun, I said I’m fine,” she snapped. 

	“Well he isn’t,” the sister said as she looked over to Hugh. “You are easier to heal, so you are going to be healed,” she added before her hands moved down to the back of Sanas knee and healed there as well. “Now, anyone else?” the sister said as she turned around and looked at the group to see if anyone needed tending to. Sana grumbled as she turned and began to pack up the rest of the gear on Epona as the host of the inn came running out with the box of vials that Sana had brought in and had been left at their table when the group ran out, setting it down next to Sana before scurrying back in and away from this odd group.

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