"Sounds like a plan - although I get a sinking feeling that we have to find our way over to that rock island in the lava pit..."

"I think its good that we help the chief find his son!"

OOC: What happened to bag of nails?

Moving south you are able to find an empty building behind Obo’laka’s Shrine (19) and rest for the night. 

I need a Con save from each of you vs poison. 

Con Save: 10

Dr A's con save = 12

Con save: 12

CON save: 15

Con: 20

 27

Artus was on watch while the party slept in the empty building.  It was shortly after midnight when Keyleth, Timber and Dr A felt excruciating pain in their guts and each took 27 points of poison damage.

No long rest for those three but Kirinar and Ransyl do get the benefits of a long rest. 

Timber, Dr A and Keyleth can take a short rest to finish out the night.

The dead body of Bag of Nails lay next to Keyleth.  

"I think he may have poisoned us.  I was on watch and he got up when you three started groaning in pain.  He pulled a knife and moved towards Keyleth.  I threw my knife and caught him in the throat and killed him.  Hopefully the poison he used had no lasting effects."

HP after poison: 16/45

Hit dice 1-3: 18

Hit die 4: 4

Hit die 5: 7

HP after short rest: 45/45

Dr A wanders around holding his stomach. He makes a cup of tea and mutters something under his breath Prayer of Healing at 2nd level. Those who drink his tea - particularly Keyleth, TImber and himself suddenly feel much better [9]. "Ahbut you 're not drinking enough, drink drink before your tea gets cold" he encourages the others as he casts the spell again [15]

"Damn kitty. I thought maybe he was up to no good! I am sorry you are feeling so poorly...maybe that tea will help. My gran always made this bitter tea when I got the swamp fever as a kid. It tasted like swamp water strained through a sweaty orcs loincloth, but it sure kicked the fever..."

"Ahbut looks like your Gran obviously uses the same recipe as me" Dr A responds to Kirinar with a smile.

Timber takes the tea and sits back down sulking. "I thought he was nice, I hope he didn't try to steal anything. I wonder why he would do this."

Hit die: 4

Once timber is feeling better he will go search Nails to see if he had stolen anything/find a clue as to why he would.poisen them.

"I thought he was nice, I hope he didn't try to steal anything. I wonder why he would do this."

Dr A sits down next to Timber and takes a long draught of his tea "ahbut my young friend, if there is anything I have learned in my long life it is that people often do things that only make sense to themselves and sometimes that is not even the case!" 

 Timber searches the body of Bag of Nails but does not find and property belonging to the party.  He really has nothing of value besides a longbow with arrows and a dagger.

OoC: Dr. A., I think Prayer of Healing is counterproductive here, since we have hit dice to roll... Or are you/Timber out? Unless hit dice are depleted, I think the bigger concern is not getting spell slots back, (and --- the reason we needed a rest in the 1st place --- swapping spell preps so we can get to the lava island) so I wouldn't suggest making that situation worse by spending two on healing now.

Edit: Actually it's been so long now that I forget what our plan was for getting to the lava shrine. I remember us saying we needed a rest to do what we were going to do, and thinking it had something to do with switching out spells, but I can't remember what it was we were going to do.

Artus cleans his dagger and puts it away.  

"We can cross the lava pool now.  As I said yesterday, once per day I can teleport a short distance. I uses that ability yesterday when Bag of Nails here ambushed us.  Now it is a new day and we can use that power to cross the lava pit and get to the shrine on that island."

OoC: Oh, hey there Artus. Yes, that's what it was. Ok, so nothing to do with Dr. A or Timber. :-)

Keyleth spends the first half of the night on watch and then is just settling into her nightly trance as her stomach is suddenly wracked with a terrible and sharp pain, the likes of which she has only experienced a few times before: once when being shot in the belly by an arrow, and another time as a child when a friend of hers convinced her as a prank to try an odd-looking mushroom, telling her it was delicious. She spends the rest of the night clutching her abdomen and wincing, waiting for the sensation to pass, seeing that the good doctor Rbutaveyu and the tabaxi sorcerer appear to be in a similar predicament. Meanwhile, the two fighters seem to be sleeping like babies. Eventually, and mercifully, the pain subsides, but it is enough to prevent her from getting any proper rest, and so she spends part of the morning sleeping away some of her grogginess.