<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a6/Neeral.jpg)<br/>Neeral (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428855)</div>Neeral scampered back alongside Kiva to rejoin the rest of the party. "Yeah, this isn't good," she commented, looking up at Zillah to see what sort of insight she had. "Is this going to happen until we get into the tower? I think..." She looked around at their two wounded comrades, then down at the dead orcs. "I kind of want to stop for the night and make our first move on the tower after a good sleep, but what if that happens again, and Kiva, or someone else, goes wandering off into the tower without the rest of us?" She tilted her head to one side. "And what's going to happen once we're in there? Does it stop, or will be all be compelled to rush up the tower? 'Cause that's how you get cut in half by traps." Maybe the adventurer who had been cut in half by the swinging axe trap on the front door hadn't been careless at all, or, at least, not through any personal failing.<br/><br/>She turned her attention to Tamari, hovering cautiously near the gnome while Zillah tended to her wounds. "That was a nasty hit you took, Tamari," she said quietly. "You should definitely take it easy for a bit. Is there anything I can do for you?"<br/><br/>Neeral gave a barking laugh as Vannalys spanked Kiva again, and gave the tiefling a wink. She wandered over to Taran and peered up at his wound. "You gonna be okay, big guy? Yeah, you'll be good. You've probably taken worse damage in bed." She lay her clawed hand against Taran's hip for a moment. "You were amazing, cutting down those brutes like that." Shen then look a look at the slain orcs. "There's javelins if anyone wants them. Otherwise, guess there's nothing, unless anyone else wants orc stew for dinner."