Re: In the aftermath
Corian and Erista offer kind words; they change nothing about the dead, but certainly are a balm for a sad heart. Looking up at the Nameless Monk, Eilieen nods slowly. "True enough," she whispers, nodding her head. Patting the woman on her hand, the priestess laboriously pushes herself to her feet and glances around the group again.
Fergus and Aarnr...no, they're simply exhausted. Both men seem to push themselves far too much in battle. Aramil is well, as are the women, and Corian. Oswald has certainly suffered no injury. Their 'guests'? Eilieen wrinkles her nose and pointedly ignores the stain on Decklan's trousers.
"Well-done, all of you." She looks down at herself and the nose-wrinkling continues. Annoyed, the priestess passes a hand across her body, mumuring a prayer to Zadastha under her breath, too embarassed to say it loudly. Healing energies pour through her, revitalizing her wounded frame. "Two ogres, never to again threaten other travellers...indeed, we should aid these poor souls and remove the corpses from the path."
The priestess blinks as Oswald passes her the gem. "Why...thank you, Oswald. I shall hold it until we can see a jeweler." Obviously something for the group, though it was kind of him to hand it to her. Probably an attempt to cheer her up, the priestess decides.
As Aarnr moves in to grab the Ogres' hefty bodies, Eilieen turns to the dead woman and man. "We certainly should check for personal items their families might want. Decklan! Jack! Assist Aarnr!" Miserable louts. Noting the direction the men are hauling the Ogres, she decides it would be better to move the dead man and woman to the other side of the road.
I will not lay them to rest near those beasts.
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