Dex: 17 (note flint is resistant to fire)

Taking 3 fire, net change +14, concentration 17 vs. Dc10

Smiling at seeing the werewolf fly over Rips head, Ink gets serious once more and cries out, "We need to hurry cleaning these fellows up, I thought I heard more howling in the distance!"

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//Oh yes, I almost forgot!//

Crownsguard will charge toward the werewolves that endured Rip’s blast and swing twice at the healthiest one, Attack: 26 Damage: 12 magic slashing damage and

 // and...? ///

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Crownsguard will charge toward the werewolves that endured Rip’s blast and swing twice at the healthiest one, Attack: 26 Damage: 12 magic slashing damage and Attack: 26 Damage: 5 magic slashing damage

// Assuming you want to move there, I put you on the other side of Rip. //

Crownsguard decapitates the remaining werewolf next to Rip. Werewolf blood is now spilling left and right.  

The remaining three werewolves disengage and run off towards the sound of howling, in the distance to the north. 

As you stand watching, several of the werewolf bodies transform into human ones. Dead human ones.

The white werewolf remains in her anthropomorphic, white-furred lupine form, though is still unmoving on the ground.

Rip, even though you are bleeding, you begin to feel as if you're fine—more than fine. You feel as if you are gaining an incredible amount of strength and health that continues to increase. Your bleeding staunches itself almost immediately.

Crownsguard wipes his hands, “Action complete. Threat contained. I believe that the white wolf is still breathing. It has not returned to its natural state.” Crownsguard will examine the wolf.

The white werewolf is indeed still breathing, although its breath is shallow.

"Whatever we do, we need to do it fast - if they come back with reinforcements, we may be overwhelmed," Ink flatly states.

Noticing Rip, "Most excellent mutton chops, Rip, I hadn't noticed them before."

As Crownsguard looms over the whit wolf, Ink barks at her, "So - Grey Wolf tribe? Drop the shape so that don't have to kill you outright - although we should given you attacked us without provocation."

Quill flies straight up and tries to catch sight of what is howling in the distance.

The werewolf's eyes flutter at Ink's words, but the breathing remains shallow and the creature remains unconscious. 

As the sun speeds towards the western horizon, Quill sees the trio of werewolves fleeing into the forest to the north, past the lake. 

"So... Options? The last of the group we fought is heading to the northern forest. Let's assume the rest of their tribe is there. What do we do now? I'm not sure if there will be much to discover here," Ink offers.

//. Is she (the wolf) bleeding out or stable? Passed out vs death save unconscious? //

"We can track them if you like. Pretty sure bloody wolves leave a scent I can pick up in my other form."

Marav waves his hand and a glowing white stag appears. "Heals are here."

//Casting Healing Spirit. Marav will heal for 7 That leaves 8 d6 for everyone else to divvy up. 

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//. Is she (the wolf) bleeding out or stable? Passed out vs death save unconscious? //

 The werewolf is unconscious, and if you’d like to examine her by way of a Wisdom (Medicine) check, you can try and ascertain her state of being. 

Ink takes a closer look at the werewolf, trying to ascertain her condition. As he approaches, he says, "I'm not very good at this, but if someone is skilled at examining bodily health, I could use some help."

He begins examining the werewolf. 

// Medicine (WIS) Check 6, and if I receive help 10....) //

Ink comments, "I'm not even sure if she's breathing..."

"tie it up just to be safe" Rip says pulling his sleeve over his bite wound and starts petting the healing spirit.

Rip will take 4d6 10 from heals

With the wolves gone, the carrion birds return to the area and begin gathering just over the ridge from where you are, by the side of the lake.

The werewolf is unconscious, but you aren’t sure as to the extent of her condition. 

As rip starts to step back from the stag flint stops him "stay at it lad, ye need the healin' more'n we do."

Flint them moves in to tie up the werewolf and casts spare the dying on her as a precaution. 

// 4 more healing dice to rip //