Mandy reached way up to touch the half orc's shoudler in an offer of comfort.  "You'll be fine.  I'll try for some stronger healing when I get dressed."<br/>She wrapped herself in her blanket again and padded back into her tent.  Some minutes later, the redhead emerged in cotton garb of green and white with leather boots, a variety of knives arrayed around the outfit, and a wand tucked into one boot.  She shouldered her pack and headed back to the orckin to try a stronger healing.<br/>The dance she used to gether power was no less sensual.  Drapign clothing added a mysterious allure in place of the blatant arousal they'd seen earlier as she made love to the flame, seduced it into doing her bidding.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">11 out of 15 to heal Valdar 3 damage.</div></div><br/>That bit done, she offered to hand out the guilders for Tarvek.<br/>Moving into town with the others, grey eyes wandered hither and yon, taking in the hardships--rickety hutts, no bread--and the triumphs--such as their apparent availability to produce some cotton.  "If we stay here I'm going to have to put together a garden," She spoke softly.