<strong>"It certainly was close to doing that to me if it wasn't for your witchery fire"</strong>Grace caugh her breath.<br/>She had rolled about and cartwheelled more than she used to. She was stunned she wasnt throwing up.<br/><br/>Probably would in a few minutes, if she tried to drink or eat in that time.<br/><br/><strong>"Well we are alive, and thankyou for your healing. us warrior women spend out fortune on spells removing scars, not having them appear in the first place or healed before they do is very much appreciated"<br/></strong><br/>The monster looked dead. Dust was only so threatening. Looking through the dust the warrior hoped to find two gems. Ones for it's eyes. Perhaps the entire thing went to dust, but you never knew... that bird did go for something sparkly, birds do. Its their attack instinct. It would have been more sparkly than the rest of the thing the warrior saw.<br/><br/><strong>"See to Barathion if you do have such talents. I am going to shift through the dust hoping to happen apon gems for eyes, I'm not counting on it, but with any luck it may do I have heard of such, if so we will be eating well tonight. Actaully even if we don't we should be - complements Barathionme's coin purse me thinks ! Hah ! Aint that right Brathionme ? "<br/></strong>