Stacey will snatch back one of her daggers from the racoon. How did you... She'd hide the dagger behind her back quickly just as Fauna turns to look at the raccoon again. "Sure!"

Fauna nods and moves to make Rocket a flower crown and flower necklace happily, petting him and offering him more rations while he rests on her back comfortably. "We are going to call you Rocket. You are our trash king. We will take care of you."

Alfred, after missing almost every damn attack because he is so stoned, doesn’t realize the fight is over. He keeps on swinging at the air, his axe making whistling noises as he grunts away, confused as ever. After a good 30 seconds of this, he finally tires out, and turns to the rest of the group, and exclaims “THERE...I took care of all the bad guys!”

He then quickly collapses in a corner of the cave, rapidly falling asleep, snoring like a running chainsaw. 

Fauna moves to sit with Rocket, humming as she seemingly looks to be making something for herself quietly, getting some rest to let her wounds seal a little. She looks at Stacey who sits with her occasionally with a smile. "You know... I think my dad told me about a way to talk to animals and exhist together in harmony with them. I could see if we can talk to Rocket. Itll take some practice."

There's a pile of crap, debris, and treasure in the Kruthik lair: 47 gp, 216 sp, five gems worth 50gp each, and three potions of healing.

Belial picks up the potions of healing and leaves the rest of the treasure for someone else to distribute.

Seeing the battle was over, Lucina sheathes her blade and skips on over to the sleeping dwarf, taking Squiddles from off the top of her head, and putting the octopus on his face, finding that that should help him not snore so loud and attract all the monster in the cave. When she sees the potions, she takes one, but heads on over to Fauna and gives it to her. "You went down twice in a row and I would like to avoid that in the future, you're too cute to die. Even if you don't happen to use it, we could if you happen to take a nap again." She then gives the raccoon and pat on the head if he would allow it, then go about dressing her wounds.

Fauna smiles up at Lucina. "Oh! Thank you. I can keep it on me yeah. For emergencies. I could also see if I could talk to squiddles if you'd like?"

Squiddles looks down at the sleeping dwarf with a very curious stare, one "eyebrow" much higher than the other one. Lucina, as your back is turned, you hear a loud *PHH!!* sound, and you turn back around, you see there are now two octopuseseses - the new one a different color than Squiddles.

"Oh, yeah--" Lucina is cut off by the noise, turning around only for her eyes to widen in surprise at the second octopus. The blood hunter hesitantly walks over to the creatures, poking it first, then petting it. She definitely doesn't question this phenomenon and goes on to say, "... I'm naming you Octoman." She says, picking up the two octopoda and putting them on her head then heads right back to Fauna. "Talk away!"

Fauna tilts her head with an amused look. "It seems like we're just collecting tons of new friends." She then sits what she was working on off to the side, allowing anyone to see what looks like a slightly weaved and carved sculpture of a bull, and gestures for Lucina to sit infront of her. As she moves to carefully replicate the circles and symbols her father demonstrated, she tilts her head slightly. "Is there anything you'd like me to ask them then?

Lucina happily sits across from Fauna, watching in amazement at how she worked to perform the ritual. Though, when she asked what Lucina wanted to know, she was a bit stumped. "Mm... Where do they come from? To start."

Fauna nods, finishing the ritual, feeling the world around her numb and enhance, her pupils dilating slightly as she tilts her head and smiles at the octopus. "Hello you two. My name is Fauna. The woman you've been riding around on is Lucina. Do you mind if I ask you two some questions?"

"What the hell are you two do-" Camilla began, but then one of the creatures spoke.

"Hello!" the blue one said, in a very distinct british accent. "Oh, that's just smashing! You can understand me? And here I was thinkin' she was a slice short of a loaf! Why, the deer can understand us!" said Squiddles, looking to Octoman.

Fauna tilts her head curiously but smiles. "Only temporary but yes. If I spend a few minutes doing some magic I can understand you among other creatures. So please tell me... Where did you two come from. Recently. To us you just fell from the aboves." Fauna points up to the ceiling with a smile.

Stacey would stay close to Fauna’s side to make sure she’s healing from her wounds okay and that the rogue would be able to jump into action should any harm decide to come their way while they have some bonding time with our new additions. 

She wouldn’t have much to add to the menagerie questionnaire, but she’d listen as she’d go through her supplies and recap all of the medical intricacies she was picking up from Camilla. Tongue out in concentration, Stacey would be attempting to replicate some of their medics hand gestures correctly to try to conjure up her own arcane tools. Her first attempt was a tool that resembled a duckbill, “Oh my. I don’t think we’re going to be needing this...” she’d wave away the speculum and try again. A catheter. “Nope.” The rogue continues to make a couple more attempts at conjuring a simple set of medical tools before moving on to something that might be easier. A medical scope. A skin stapler... 

“Maybe I’ll try fixing a thing first before a person.” She’d mutter to herself, looking for some gear to mend. 

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There's a pile of crap, debris, and treasure in the Kruthik lair: 47 gp, 216 sp, five gems worth 50gp each, and three potions of healing.

You guys pass through double doors into AREA 11. The bronze double doors are green with age and stained blue and purple with a think layer of fungus. Scratched into the fungus in the Common script is this message: "Stay out. Really." Fungus-coated stairs lead down into a natural cavern. Much of the chamber is filled with a stagnant pool of brackish water. A patch of land rises from the foul water at the pool's center. On this little island, spilled coins, and other small objects are visible among the carpet of fungus. Ripples stir the calm water, as if something moves beneath its surface.

Alfred: "Nice relaxing vacation spot we've got here...."  The gleaming coins in the middle of the pool are too much for Alfred to pass up, but seemingly just out of reach.  Noticing the ripples in the water, he'll grab a rock or some other piece of detritus from the cave, and throw it into the water on the far side of the pool, hoping to cause whatever stirs beneath the water to show itself.

Blade, spotting the dwarf's actions, readies a javelin.