Sebastian wrinkles his nose in disgust at the smell emanating from the burning creature. The small twinge of his conscience at igniting the helpless beast passed as quickly as it came.
It is what it is. That abomination deserved no better.
Pulling his wand from it’s spot in his pack The Bard moved to the laboring priest.
Brother Talton, can I provide you some of the comfort you normally give others?
Wand of Cure Light Wounds, 5(d8) + 1 = 6 HP’s
We’d better check on the others then make haste in removing ourselves from these flames!
Upon arriving at the wagon Sebastian nods his agreement with Matrim’s thinking and helps Brother Talton tend the wounded while Matrim and T’alen search the bodies.
As they worked The Bard quietly murmured to Talton,
We need to rendezvous with Alma and Cora as quickly as we can to fill them in on the horrors we’ve witnessed.
Unaware of his two friends dire predicament, The Bard had no way of knowing how sickeningly funny his statement was.