"<span style="font-style: italic">I don't really eat for eating's sake. I don't need to eat,</span>" the megaraptor rumbles with a shrug, starting to turn his head to follow whatever it is that Geno's talking about. "<span style="font-style: italic">Just hold still a moment... no need for a potion,</span>" he continues, "<span style="font-style: italic">in a town like this I don't dare have the BOTH of you looking practically--</span>" He pauses, blinking, body stopped in mid-turn as he levels a narrow-eyed look in Rihyan's direction.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">CENTAUR!</span>" It is a strange thing to hear words form themselves from so sharp and animal a snarl. "<span style="font-style: italic">Have you NO shame?! As though you had not already TODAY--</span>" Snapping his teeth shut on the end of his sentence, Chrrou shakes his head and turns back to Geno and Kahmori with a tersely apologetic look. "<span style="font-style: italic">I'm very sorry. First things first. Here, hold still a second. ... And Geno? ... Once I change back... I'd rather not be out of your sight for the next few hours. My Borygian cousins used to talk about the dragon that stood up for them; I never thought I might need it from you myself, but...</span>" Grinning almost wistfully, the megaraptor raises his head, closes his eyes, and recedes into himself, scales and talons and powerful jaws folding and withdrawing and hiding themselves behind the fuzzy mouse-pelt. [<span style="font-style: italic">Wild Shape</span>reversion] The sight of the little mousefolk standing in the massive megaraptor's footprints might have made for a striking thing, visually, had the megaraptor been in the habit of leaving footprints in the first place; as usual, though, Chrrou passes without paw-tracks or scent-trail. Now several paces removed from Geno, the druid covers the distance quickly while withdrawing a slender, white wand like a conductor's baton from his haversack, applying it liberally to the wounded dragonfolk's body. The healing it imparts does not feel like Chrrou's healing, with its rush of warmth and natural-seeming rejuvenation; this feeling is a rush of numbness followed by a slow, introspective return of sensation, the mangled portions of the dragon's abused body coming away feeling... pure, in a curiously spiritual way.<br/><br/>[Wand, Cure Serious Wounds, 3d8+5:<br/>Initial: Geno HP = 14/100<br/>3d8(6,4,8) + 5 = 23; Geno HP = 37<br/>3d8(6,1,4) + 5 = 16; Geno HP = 53<br/>3d8(3,1,2) + 5 = 11; Geno HP = 64; Chrrou satisfaction with wand's continuing performance = -2<br/>3d8(1,2,7) + 5 = 15; Geno HP = 79<br/>3d8(6,3,1) + 5 = 15; Geno HP = 94/100; 5 of 50 remaining charges used, 45 charges now remaining]<br/><br/>"Now, you too. No complaints," Chrrou warns Kahmori with a chuckle as he advances, raising the wand again with an air of mild concentration.<br/><br/>[Wand, Cure Serious Wounds, 3d8+5:<br/>Initial: Kahmori HP = 17/66<br/>3d8(4,5,3) + 5 = 17; Kahmori HP = 34<br/>3d8(3,5,2) + 5 = 15; Kahmori HP = 49; 2 of 45 remaining charges used, 43 charges now remaining]<br/><br/>"...Now YOU," Chrrou huffs, slipping the wand away into a pocket of his haversack as he pads irately in the Centaur's direction. "What in the world gives YOU the right?" The high-squeaking register of the druid's voice carries none of the megaraptor's inherent menace, but it retains the full measure of Chrrou's disapproval.<br/><br/>{{And as much as I said I try to avoid doing this kind of thing in OOC rather than IC, this time I feel like lest my silence be seen as tacit approval I have to come out and say that whatever Chrrou thinks of the situation, I regard HungryCentaur's choice of Rihyan's action as deeply disrespectful at an OOC level, rather than just from an IC perspective. Writing something into a character's nature is not carte blanche justification for doing whatever one pleases, and this particular choice is inconsiderate from the reward-distribution perspective, subversive to the basic goals and premises of a campaign like this one, and ends a dramatic situation that was weeks in brewing with a thoughtless anticlimax having nothing to do with the character the subplot<span style="font-style: italic">actually centered around</span>. Having a selfish character is one thing; having that selfishness cripple or trivialize others' ability to play and enjoy is quite another matter entirely.}}