<blockquote><div><cite>NocturneWolf wrote:</cite>"Err, thanks for the save back there. Are you badly hurt? Do you need any medicine?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Medicine, eh? Don't mind if I do!" Sherani plucks the flask from Ureck's hands. Yanking the stopper out with her teeth, she tosses her head back and takes a gulp of its contents.<br/><br/>[<span style="font-style: italic">Cure light wounds</span>1d8 (5) + 1 = 6 damage healed]<br/><br/>The potion's magic flows through Sherani's body, making a beeline for the most critical injuries, in this case her butchered shoulder. A pins-and-needles sensation tells her it' working- it'll still hurt like hell once her rage dies down, but at least it's not bleeding anymore.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh,</span>that<span style="font-style: italic">kind of medicine.</span>Sherani frowns slightly in disappointment- she'd hoped the collie was offering her a victory drink. Ah, well. She swishes the potion around in her mouth before swallow, making sure there's nothing left to heal her dinner.<br/><br/>Tossing the empty flask aside, Sherani gives Ureck a hearty clap on the shoulder with her good arm. "Thanks for the help there, buddy!" she says, grinning. Strangely, the collie doesn't lreturn her expression, in fact he's grimacing. She wonders at his expression for a moment before it occurs to her that that she just put pressure on his injured leg. Oops...<br/><br/>A few more seconds of gears grinding, and she realizes why his leg is still injured... and where that potion was supposed to go.<br/><br/>Double oops...<br/><br/>"Er, sorry about that... You gonna be okay?"