Ancalagon bows his head, and says, "My apologies, I misunderstood what had been said. I believe in helping others become strong, strong enough to stand on their own. You were once strong, and the potion was to help you recover. But the aboleths, would you be willing to tell me where those beings that harass you and yours live, and perhaps I could remove them. They sound like the type to try and kill others, for the fun of it."<br/><br/>He waited, hoping the Kou Tao would tell him where these... aboleths were, for he knew of the type, vicious fish beasts, smarter than most races and had a mucous they could spit on someone, turning them into slime. He had seen what could happen to someone when hit by the slime, and he still had nightmares about it, but everyone in the party had said he had doen the right thing for them, killing them, as the cleric had been unconscious, and did not have the spell needed to save them anyway.