Idise shouts angrily, jerking back and turning her head aside to shield her face from the disgusting attack.  She removes her left hand from the grip of her sword, which briefly shimmers with a white flame as she vocalizes in what seems to be another language altogether.  The light instantly dissipates as she places it against Zanthus's shoulder, and he can feel the ragged bite-wound begin to mend itself.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions and dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fortitude save: 1d20a1 Result: 19 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=51279)<br/><strong>5-foot step</strong> away from the remaining maggot, remaining adjacent to Zanthus<br/><strong>Standard:</strong> Cast <em>Cure Light Wounds (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/c/cure-light-wounds)</em> on Zanthus (1d8a1 Result: 2 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=51282))</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Zanthus and anyone else present who speaks Celestial would recognize Idise's speech as an invocation of Aroden's blessing.</div></div>