<blockquote class="uncited"><div>Xarces: "what is it? What hurts?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"My- my gut," she moans, clenching her teeth together as a howl rips from between her lips. "Like I'm being punched, again and again and arrghain-" she screams. "Like it's collapsing in on itself. I'm<span style="font-style: italic">empty</span>inside and its sucking me down-"<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Bright wrote:</cite>Jules kneels down beside Elanna and tries to use his knowledge of nature to determine the cause of the womans pain:<br/><br/><!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/110510">http://orokos.com/roll/110510</a><!-- m --><br/>Knowledge of nature.<br/>1d20+10(skillpoints)+1 intelligence modifier = 28<br/><br/>He also observes the woman as a whole to figure out if there is more than one sign of sickness on her body and if he can use that as a conclusion for the next action:<br/><!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/110512">http://orokos.com/roll/110512</a><!-- m --><br/>1d20+7(skill)+2( 2 in wisdom rank modifier): 14</div></blockquote><br/><br/>As far as Jules can tell, she's straightforwardly starving to death, as if she hasn't eaten in days - yet you recall that she'd partaken (of the vegetarian option) at the Venomous Voice only the night before. And beyond that, your arcane senses feel a darkness surrounding Elanna, beyond even that aura created by her pain and suffering. Knowledge (religion) DC18 (in principle open for anyone if Jules points out the cold, dark aura surrounding and permeating Elanna)<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">In your mind's eye, Elanna's image seems to flicker, from her pale human self; to a merfolk, the long folds of her coat wrapping her legs and her (remaining) jewelery seeming to form seaweed trailing through her hair; to stranger things, a great white shark skinned in platinum hair, and a vast snapping dragonturtle, and a vast, all-encompassing hunger - the touch of the Devourer {one of the Dark Six gods who mirror the Sovreign Host}.</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Xarces: He looking to Jules as he produces a flask, (Alizome did mention her stomach churning....could it be as simple as that....) he wonders though would say nothing, hoping that Jules would be able to assist her further.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>As you begin to grope towards understanding, you very much doubt it will be so simple.<br/><br/>"Oh Boldrei save us," the Adept murmurs, backing slowly towards the door. She yelps as though bitten as she bumps against it. "It's happened!" She screams, turning and clawing at the stonewalled room's only exit, then rattling the handle - futilely. "It's happened! Get<span style="font-style: italic">food!</span>Get us the fuck<span style="font-style: italic">out</span>of here!"<br/><br/>But the door remains resolutely closed.