Shanidar's head snaps up at the mention of slaad, and he sniffs the air intently. He looks down at Zab, and she looks up at him, the kind of silent communication siblings excel at. "Well, get after it," she says. He shoots a line of acid that crosses a couple of islands, dissolving two additional caches of infected bodies.
She turns back to Ttharg. "Much obliged. More hands mean less work, right, little brother?"
The dragon nods its huge head. "If you can be one thing, be efficient."
"Youse did us a favor. And with that in mind we won't even mention that snake bar got burnt down in Pierholt, will we, little brother?"
The dragon rumbles, "Least said, soonest mended."
She snaps a finger, and all your wounds are suddenly lightened.
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Ttharg crits on both History and Persuasion.
Mass Cure Wounds, +27 hp.
"There's your boat," she says, pointing at the dock. "Pitter patter." She tips you a wink.
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Come back and split a bottle with us sometime when you're not in such a hurry.
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