Leth is at a bit of a loss for words, trying to take in all that happened in the past couple minutes. After a moment, he makes his way over to Vhezyen's body and bows his head.
"Vhezyen... we did not know you long, but you gave your life for our quest. That is a debt we will not soon forget." He pauses for a moment, and says to himself,
"This island will be the death of us... we should never have come."
He looks over to Felor.
"I know nothing of travel between planes either, but if anyone would, it would be Pafthinel. I fear the Jinn may reach him first and prevent us from obtaining the knowledge we need. If we can, we should find him as soon as possible. To that end..." He glances at the rest of the party.
"I have some healing salves, if anyone is in need of them. It would be wise to avoid expending further magical energies, if we can help it."
I have three poultices, each heal 3d6 HP, if anyone needs them.
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