On the Dwarf, Nessa finds a regular dagger, a crossbow with eight bolts, two potions, two scrolls, a grey cloak with an onyx clasp, 8 platinum coins and seven gold coins. His body is covered in stranger tattoos, most of which look like gargoyles and burning cities.<br/><br/>The Mongrel that Lann identifies as Sull expresses his relief as the half-lizard man helps him free of the ropes binding him.<br/><br/>"Lann. It is good to see that your outpost survived. I am wounded, yes, but it is nothing that Seer Opoli will not be able to treat. The town is safe, but we have had to sell many lives to save it. I have encountered this Dwarf before, his name was Millorn Vhane. He's worked with the dark tribe and it seems this time he brought uplander friends. Although by the looks of it, you've found friends of your own, and have not lost your knack for arriving in the nick of time. We feared you lost in the earthshakes or a scouting raid."<br/><br/>Dyra snaps out of the spell a moment before Idise and Zanthus shake of its stunning effect. "Paladin..." she murmers and tries to get up to help the two holy warriors, but she starts bleeding again from her wound and collapses back to the ground in pain.<br/><br/>Crel has gone back to the ledge and is helping Lysia support Aravashnial as they descend the steps.<br/><br/>"That's one mighty fine wizard you've raised there master elf, she took down her fair share of those uplanders with that icy magic. Deadly and practical, that the way a lass should be!"<br/><br/>"You must thank her pitling, or I have just met her as well. She appears to be sorcerer, which means no one as given her training, it is all natural. It must be fascinating to have magic coursing through your veins. Perhaps, if we should ever dare hope to close the Worldwound and drive Treerazer from my homeland, I should study how such magic should have came too be. How ever it is, Nessa does it credit."