Emerald blinks as she feels the rush of healing flow over her. She pulled the crossbow from her belt and nodded to the man, wondering which of her companions he or she had been before he had entered this world.<br/><br/>"Thanks, I can help out. I still have a few magics and this staff and crossbow are both still usable. I don't think we should scatter so much as withdraw as a group though." She says as as she tries to sling her staff and unlimber the crossbow as she backs away from the unmoving 'dog' she had tried to hit. The rumbling was quiet distressing, particularly when she considered some of the things she had imagined in the stories of Emerald.<br/><br/>Living your character's life isn't as much fun when you get to experience all the downsides as well.