the Dwarf's head emerges from Hollin Gate for a moment:
ehiker133 wrote:"Ymir! Prepare a healing brew! We have a wounded dwarf in here!"
Evidently the scouting party are returned proper, with at least one wounded.
As it would happen, Ymir
the Dwarven physician was already making preparations for some earthy Dwarf tea, and now upon his master's call he hastens about his task, establishing a small camp-fire from a bundle of dry Holly tree twigs and branches, and then placing a small iron kettle-pot over the flames.
"Bring the patient hither,"
he mutters to Burmon
the Dwarf porter, "If he can safely be moved."
grunts as he lifts himself off the ground and trudges toward the Hollin Gate suspiciously. However, by now almost half the company are milling just inside the door, so the Dwarf figures it can't be too dangerous, surely?
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch