[[So, to sum: All the poison dusk are unaffected, half of whom are going to search for the poisoner and half are going to try to... purge the stomachs of some of the blackscale warriors. Some of the blackscale warriors and all of the blackscale acolytes save one are unaffected. The high priestess is taking two of the healthy acolytes and two healthy-ish warriors to the temple, while the rest of the warriors are staying to be purged? Sorry, I got kind of brain-tied during the last paragraph.]]<br/><br/>Peering at the fire, Ali mouths a quiet curse. Not as many as they'd hoped would be incapacitated; they'd have to have a very vicious fight on their hands, and one where the odds would emphatically be against them. Sidling over to the rest, she whispers, "I don't know tactics. Should we wait a minute and then move to take out those half of the poison dusk and cut the throats of the blackscales that did get poisoned, or should we chase one of the other groups...? I can hopefully get close without being seen, whatever we decide." Taking the potion, she stows it in her pack, but adds, "It's rarely the acid that really hurts me, but thanks..."