<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Willa3.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Closed Quest:</strong> That’s a Big Rat</span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Wilhelmina Delphinium Markwell  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15890294#msg15890294)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human, Alchemical Healer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Temple of Casta, Basement Door | W1D2 Castalin - Mid Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Merry, Jasper, Alyssa<br/><strong>Current Hit Points:</strong><strong>9/10 HP</strong><br/><hr/>Combat was furious and chaotic.  Rats seemed to come from everywhere and when Willa wasn’t dodging their rodent assailants she was ducking out of the way of the wildly swinging, though not ineffective Alyssa.<br/><br/>Wilhelmina hadn’t been able to get a clear shot at Jasper again in the confines of the basement.  If there wasn’t a wooden support post in her line of sight, one of her compatriots was and there was no need to waste her healing elixir on the undamaged.  Sure if gave a moment of euphoria that could be quite delightful recreationally there was only so much to go around and Wilhelmina doubted that these were the only rats in this maze.<br/><br/>“I will if you can just hold still a moment.” Willa called out in the tone of a nurse to a patient. Her Remote Delivery Device ™ swung back and forth, finger almost squeezing the trigger countless times, but never quite took the shot as she waited for an opening.<br/><br/>The combat appeared to be winding down as Alyssa flattened another rat and all that was left was a tiny angry “squeak, squeak” from one injured creature.  Willa flipped a switch with her thumb and swung her Remote Delivery Device ™ away from Jasper and towards the rat.  She took a moment to aim and with at “THUNK,” a crossbow bolt pinned the rat to the floor, and it stopped squeaking. Satisfied they had a moment reprieve Willa holstered her Remote Delivery Device ™ and immediately shifted to pull out the enormous syringe from another holster on her other hip.  The needle was long and sharp and appeared to gleam in the light of the drift globe that hovered near Alyssa.<br/><br/>“Does anyone need a little pick me up?” she asked, flicking the syringe a couple of times and pushing the plunger enough to let a drop of pink elixir to drip from the needle point.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Combat</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rat 1 = 0 HP<br/>Rat 2 = 0 HP<br/>Rat 3 = 1 HP -0 HP<br/>Rat 4 = 0 HP<br/></div></div>