'Aye they are allies but dodgy ones at that.'

'Bleeding? Hah, that leg will be up in a jiffy. Just let me remember my spell. My sister taught it to me. Its a cleric spell so i won't do the full effect buts its good enuff. Ah yes there it is, Divine Intervention.'

Nasas runs over to Reave and sees that the wounds are worse than he thought. He rubs his hands together, and hovers them over Reave's body, and closes his eyes. He mutters a few High Elvish words and his hands glow a dull golden light. Nasas opens his eyes, and he sees a golden angel, imbued with the symbol of Prexus, the cleric God. Its sword shining golden rays, healing everybody in the small radius. The angel touches her sword upon Reave's forehead, and dispereses into a whist of gold, silver, and white.

As the mist fades Nasas waits to see if Reave is alright.
~Nasas et Rhezz

DC: Nasas

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