Gameplay Thread

Mantra will further attempt to gain the goblins' attention as he approaches by yelling infernal nonsense in an amplified and ethereal sounding voice (thaumaturgy).

Mantra dispels the goblin guise and walks up to Davrick. Well that was interesting. Could have gone a bit better. He bends down to stop the rogue from dying.

Mantra sheds his goblin disguise, it fading like a candle in the wind and blowing away like smoke. He walks confidently over to the downed halfling, uttering the words Well that was a bit interesting. Could've gone a bit better.The tiefling bends down, creating a crease in his pants as he begins to operate on Davrick who, having been punctured by many arrows, was quite hurt. He begins by checking for a pulse. Detecting one, then checks the eyes to see if they're dilated as an indication of brain injury. Detecting nothing indicating that he suffered a major concussion, he checks if the arrows are barbed. If they are, he breaks the shafts and pushes the arrow through his limbs in order to free the arrowhead. If they aren't, well there's no point typing the barbed possibility. Perhaps the dungeon master could be more descriptive. Then, he stops the bleeding by finding a suitable bacteria-free rag from the ground and pressing it onto the wound, paying no mind to what goblins would use the rag for as he prefers not to think about it. Beyond that, with Mantra's limited medical knowledge, Mantra slaps Davrick's face a bit. A hearty series of smacks rings out into the otherwise peaceful woods as contrasted with the stark silence. He'll be fine. Mantra says, disgruntled that he had to spend about thirty minutes on something that should've been five.

Mantra takes the brew with a steely face. Thanks. He then proceeds to pour the drought into Momo's mouth and make him swallow it.

Momo's eyes snapped open and his senses began feeding information to his brain once more. His mind tried to process the sudden overload, but it was slow going. He moved his large hands to the sides of his head and massaged his skull. He saw Mantra looking down at him.

"Hello. I am Momo." It was all he could think to say as he tried to sit up. "Is everyone alive? Where are we? Do we still have to do this job? It's not worth it. I think I will go back to Cyrus and quit."