Ok, after a few attempts, Etriel Darastrix realizes that the troll, as much as it was clinging onto life, trying to knit the wounds together, was not able because of the fire from Idalie and it is well and truly dead... plus, burning it would require a lot of effort with the size and the coldness...
So, the foreign traveler gives up; no need to really burn it to ashes. She approaches Danon again, checking his wounds (and perhaps allowing her fingers to run over his skin even a little longer than mere medical examination would require?). Hers are now fully healed, but what about the eroic elf monk?
"You shielded me with your body at the best possible moment" the eladrin huntress' gaze expresses an even deeper gratitude than the one already resonating in her words. "I couldn't have hoped for a better traveling companion."
Neldak dusts himself off and looks around the ship, before cautiously approaching the hole in the deck for a look. He'll wait for the others to be ready to continue exploring as Etriel heals herself and Danon.
Danon does a thing, when he sense that the Ice Troll is going to bite him, he uses his skills as a monk to twist his body at just the right time and he manages to deflect 15 points of the piercing damage from the bite. He takes the cold damage unfortunately, and also the effect of the cold damage of being near the ice troll. But then... Lady Etriel heals him, her healing touch flows through him and he feels strong as ever, looking down at the body of the ice troll.
"Thank you m'lady, your hands are so skilled, for healing, and for harm. Your ministrations are.. most appreciated. You are very skilled, clearly. I'm glad that I could help. Oooh, that spot right there, you have it!" A flush comes over Danon's face. Head down, without looking her in the eyes, he says "You know, I would fight and die for you, Etriel. Nothing can hold me back. My place is at your side." Then he looks up, a genuine smile pours over his face and he feels that he could tackle the world, subjugate Auril the Frostmaiden herself and bring a warm summer sun to Iceland Dale, it is an intoxicating feeling to be sure. Her gentle words of encouragement and affection will feed Danon for many days and nights.
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Ok, after a few attempts, Etriel Darastrix realizes that the troll, as much as it was clinging onto life, trying to knit the wounds together, was not able because of the fire from Idalie and it is well and truly dead... plus, burning it would require a lot of effort with the size and the coldness...
So, the foreign traveler gives up; no need to really burn it to ashes. She approaches Danon again, checking his wounds (and perhaps allowing her fingers to run over his skin even a little longer than mere medical examination would require?). Hers are now fully healed, but what about the eroic elf monk?
"You shielded me with your body at the best possible moment" the eladrin huntress' gaze expresses an even deeper gratitude than the one already resonating in her words. "I couldn't have hoped for a better traveling companion."
Neldak dusts himself off and looks around the ship, before cautiously approaching the hole in the deck for a look. He'll wait for the others to be ready to continue exploring as Etriel heals herself and Danon.
(Before)
Danon does a thing, when he sense that the Ice Troll is going to bite him, he uses his skills as a monk to twist his body at just the right time and he manages to deflect 15 points of the piercing damage from the bite. He takes the cold damage unfortunately, and also the effect of the cold damage of being near the ice troll. But then... Lady Etriel heals him, her healing touch flows through him and he feels strong as ever, looking down at the body of the ice troll.
"Thank you m'lady, your hands are so skilled, for healing, and for harm. Your ministrations are.. most appreciated. You are very skilled, clearly. I'm glad that I could help. Oooh, that spot right there, you have it!" A flush comes over Danon's face. Head down, without looking her in the eyes, he says "You know, I would fight and die for you, Etriel. Nothing can hold me back. My place is at your side." Then he looks up, a genuine smile pours over his face and he feels that he could tackle the world, subjugate Auril the Frostmaiden herself and bring a warm summer sun to Iceland Dale, it is an intoxicating feeling to be sure. Her gentle words of encouragement and affection will feed Danon for many days and nights.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.