LMoT - Nightal 26, 1491

  I bring some ale, pork and apples to the crevice chambers. There I sit near Spark and Gu'lorg. I silently toast towards the fallen allies and start drinking, while muching on apples and pork.

The ambient calm tells me that the fight is over, and that my life apparently isn't on the line right now. It could have been worse. Much worse.
I blink and look around to learn which way went the fight. My hobgoblin friend lies on the ground too, roughed up but alive. Leylin is drinking quietly near us, keeping watch on our defenseless bodies.
I slowly sit up, groaning in pain from the deadly blows I took from the bugbear. I think I owe you one here. So before anything, thank you. Then, spotting the apples nearby, I reach for them May I?

Gu'lorg sits up quickly and says, Khruun, Rhagegush, haaraan alaac ghec okaan taagelaan ac ogakaan dhuur daal!Gu'lorg looks around for a second, and realizes where he is, and then pain courses through his head and limbs as the trauma from his blows kicks in. He rolls over, in the fetal position, cradling his head. His eyes are pressed shut by his eyelids, and he is groaning in pain.

After about a minute of that, he shakes his head in his hands, then weakly stands up, outstretching his arms and legs as he does so. There are some audible pops of his joints.

Gu'lorg slinks towards Leylin and says, I am proud to call you my companion. You fought honorably. He bows his head to you. I was skouwn to think I could manage these foes by normal means. I am sorry that I failed you.Afterwards, he is going to inspect the glass staff, analyzing it to try to attune to it.

  I listen to Gu'lorg appology, nod to him and say:

— At least you survived. Apple? I have ale here and some salted pork... I look down. Well, pork was consumed, need to get it from the storage room if you want some.

— Stealth was indeed the way to go, it was stupid from me to cast such a noisy spell in such situation. I too, Gu'lorg, fought like a skouwn... I look around and, seeing just the three of us, ask while looking at my feet It's just the three of us now, isn't it?

  I silently point towards the place where three bodies are laid down. And take a swig.

Slowly recovering and and mourning the tragic consequences of my acts, I eat some of the food gathered here and try to get an idea of what's left to be done.

Arcana

As I notice the weapon lying on the ground, I walk to it and then see the potions. — That would have been useful earlier today... But this one is a very nice sword, where did you find if? I take it to test its quality and ease of use.