Lydia retrieves some of the moss that she had collected at the pool  and kneels before the two injured people, "Chew this, it'll help with pain." she said, sure that the blinded man would remember it from the last time, "I pray that we will be out of this soon and feel the sun on our faces once more."<br/><br/>She waits until the moss has been eaten and smiles just a little, "We seem to have some time, can I get either of you anything? Perhaps a little conversation would help the time pass... What brought you to the city?" She looked at the merchant, "Although we already know that you are there for profit, I would be interested in talking about your experiences so close to the line as well."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Using Survival as a base roll, even if it's more a healing roll and trying to talk them up to improve their attitudes toward each other. (Meaning them and the PC's)<br/><br/>Survival roll: 22+whatever talking them up gets.<br/><br/></div></div>