*Dion graciously accepts the staff, shething his blade.*

"Hmmm, I feel even older, but better that then have my sword poke a hole in the ship I guess."

*Using the staff to strudy himself Dion locks his room and with a cup of water from a bottle in his pouch he swallows the red pill. Soon afterwards a jolt of pain is felt in his leg as his bones start to mend themselves.*

Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, oww, happy... ahhh! I hate it when I have to mend bones, especially mine.

*CRACK!*

AHHH! Geez! I wont be getting to sleep tonight... Gahhh!



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