"Excellent body-chopping, boyos!" Thurston says, as he breaks out a whiskey flask and an ale flask. He helps Puggy to lean up against wall, and let's him have a couple of good pulls at the whiskey. The ale flask he'll hand over to any other thirsty looking comrade to partake and then to pass around.
After Thurston makes sure Puggy has a couple of refeshing shots of whiskey, he'll jam over to Dexter with his wonderous potion of brown liquid and apply an ounce to the nasty Spider-wound. Whiskey - is there anything it can't do?
"Forgo the bandage for now Dex, let it seep and get some air"
(that is assuming we can't get hits back from binding wounds. This being "you're either dead or you're alive" old school I'm guessing no dice.)
Xhul speaks: "Together let us all enter the northwest chamber. We should explore it and inspect it thoroughly. All in favor? If so, we should post a few guards outside the door. Volunteers? By Mavors, I expect more blood will be shed before we are through."
Post by crusssdaddy on Nov 5, 2009 12:30:45 GMT -6
Puggy Two-Cups: "Let's shake these bodies upside-down and see if we can make it rain coins! Turn out their pockets and pouches. There's a chain shirt on that leader that would probably fit a goblin, one of you filchlings should grab it."
[Puggy grabs his battle axe off the floor and reaches for a body to pat down.]
"Xhul is right. Let's make sure we have a cleared-out spot so we can maybe rest a bit. If we run into another batch of squaking reptile-heads, the fighters will want some magical back-up to keep some of the heat off. And some of our bananas are getting bruised. Maybe our injured fighting men could use a break. "