Ramia scowled at Grumblefoot.
"What are you lookin' at, hairy?" she asked snappishly. She looked towards Brienae and frowned, taking a step back.
"You kiddin' me? She doesn't know squat about self defense! I'm just looking out for her. She admitted herself that she would have died if I hadn't come out!" she said quietly with a slight sneer.
Lamia managed to take control for a moment, suddenly spouting an idea
"Perhaps.. Perhaps we could somehow extract Ramia and put her in a Personae Reflection mirror image?" she asks
"Maybe that'll satisfy her somewhat.." she shrugged. What Brienae and the others would notice that Ramia's voice was a little more older sounding. Lamia's was rather soft and eloquent.. The rougher voice interjected
"What would satisfy me would be me being able to protect my sister Lamia! She's.. She's at least 7 years younger than me!" she muttered
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Zulgahr grunted softly and fell unconscious again, groaning.
The kerra groaned softly and rubbed her forehead
"Ugh.. Darned coercer.." she mutters. She now had a bit of a headache. She nods at the clerk
"Actually yes.. He's crafty and he's escaped prisons before. And here's the reason; He often fakes giving all of his weapons and poisons to the guards or whatever. Usually he keeps one or two hidden in case he plans an escape. I suggest you do a mostly full body search on him while you can."
She nods
"Look over at his tail. You'll notice a cloth bandage wrapped around it. That's not an actual wound or injury. That's actually where he usually hides said "backup" weapons." she warned. Indeed he had several daggers hidden under that bandage..
But unbeknownst to Xandriala, which she couldn't warn the elf and clerk about, the daggers were covered in acid this time that might harm those who tried to take them!
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Stinsmia shivered. Her usual rather insane screaming and raging was gone and replaced by fear. Fear of all around her except the wood elf.
"Y-Y-Yes.. M-My head h-h-hurts.." she stutters quietly.
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The female 'tongess rocked her son slowly and listened to the conversation without much speech on her part. She glances at Senri and shakes her head
"No. You made no mistake at all, Miss Senri. Had you told her when she was younger, she probably wouldn't have understood and gone looking regardless. Since you told her now, I think she will better understand what you said." she replied quietly
The small Ratonga in her arms squeaked.
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Jyiskitches nodded
"Yis yis of course." he replied politely. He didn't bother with name correction so that Tim wouldn't feel bad. He leaned against the wall and sighed, keeping a wary eye on the human Carl.
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Ramoana nodded slowly and took the dish back when her sister was done with it. She put it in the sink and sighed. Going back over to her sister and checking her forehead, she frowned, rather casually going to the sink and lighting a brief fire.
She heated the water and dipped a wash rag in it, squeezing it till it was damp and then laying it, folded on her sister's forehead. She was still baffled as to how it worked.. If a fever was the body over heated, why was one supposed to try and keep warm?