"Are you trained to help sick and wounded people?" Gwenhwyfar asks as she has an idea.
"Why are you asking?" Niamh asks with a hint of mistrust in her voice. "Do you have these abilities?"
"Sure I have. But if you don't then it has to work without training. Or you could go and ask Tauriell. Maybe she has some training. Or she could do it better with her shard."
"This will be changed into a hospital and we are going to fix them." She then gets heal healing kit out and prepares what she needs to take care of these troglodytes. Also she uses her heal hex to close their wounds and prepares some bandages with salves to help wit the healing.
"Does that mean we have to stay here?" Niamh asks aghast her eyes growing wide.
"Not if you can tend to these sick creatures without being here." Gwenhwyfar gives back with a smile.
"I'm pretty sure silence and being alone is the best thing that could happen to them." Niamh improves with a broad smile to Gwenhwyfar. "Am I right Tauriell?" She turns to the elf and gives her a premonitory glare and nods a bit.
"I think Gwenhwyfar knows best what to do. But if you're not willing to do that, I could. Maybe I'll learn something."
Tauriell puts her stuff down and asks "Tell me what to do."
Gwenhwyfar explains the basics to Tauriell and shows her how to apply the stuff from the healers kit. Together it would be possible to tend to the remaining dozen ill patients.
Gwenhwyfar takes the whole day to tend to them. Only in the night she leaves it to Tauriell to have a look. But the troglodytes also sleep then so this should be enough.
Tauriell does like she is told. She is not able to come up with real empathy for these strong smelling creatures but it is interesting enough to learn something to keep her at it.
"I have learnt a thing or two about injuries lately. Let me lend a hand here." Jimmy says to Gwen as she tends to them
Niamh switches between playing her transverse flute and her violin. After a while she asks Abomentolor to light up her torches and starts juggling with them.
Niamh swallows two flames.
The halfling carefully takes some powder into her mouth and blows it into the flame. The flame kind of explodes and Niamh claps her hands in joy before she swallows the last flame and continues to play her instruments.
"Thank you for your help Jimmy." Gwenhwyfar says smiling at Jimmy as he volunteers.
Abomentolor really enjoys the show. "You're good. It's no magical fire but it is fire. You got the right priorities." he compliments Niamh.
A full day of care really improves the health of the patients. Only three of them stay in their bad condition.
"Do you want to explore the tunnels some more now?" Niamh asks Abomentolor as she's bored almost to dead.
"Sure. There is no need to die of boredom here." Abomentolor replies.
Jimmy focuses on the three ill people and works on them a bit more.
Gwenhwyfar casts remove disease on as many patients as she can.
"This is an improvement!" Gwenhwyfar states as the result of the combined care of Jimmy, Tauriell and herself are four more healed troglodytes and and vastly improved health on the others.
She leads the healed ones into the large cave that they no longer have contact with the sick ones.
Azoresh can't do much to help with taking care of the sick. In their tribe no one did. They either got well on their own or they died or Uggilo offered them as a sacrifice to their demon god.
But she stays around and sometimes in the way to learn about that. As she really liked when someone cared for her. And she hopes that her tribe will change for the better now.
Gwenhwyfar sits down outside the cave in the sun and thinks about how to get this tribe set up for a new path. Sitting there in prayer she decides to go the bold route. She tells Abomentolor that he should bring all the troglodytes to the large cave.
As all are assembled she asks Niamh to cast tongues on her. She climbs on the altar and uses this hour she is able to speak draconic to explain the basics of the faith of the Dawnflower, how to bring good to the world and not to be evil.
She performs a rite to consecrate the cave to Sarenrae. Which is only symbolic as she is not able to do the real magic rite. She then appoints Azoresh as their new spiritual leader giving her the wooden holy symbol of Sarenrae she got from her mother as a child. She sheds a tear while doing so partly because she has to give it away and partly because of the hope it might bring to this tribe.
"<You are now tasked with guiding your tribe for good and not evil. You are not the chief. Someone else will bear that responsibility. But you shall pray to the Dawnflower to receive her blessing for your tribe and guide and aid them on the new path you all start walking on now.>"
Azoresh stands there like hit by lightning. Her eyes are wide and her mouth stands open as she receives the holy symbol. She feels like she is going to collapse under the burden put on her shoulders. Her thoughts race but the only thing she gets out is a stuttered "<Thank you.>"
The rest of the tribe is interested to see what this human has to say as they are wondering what they want and only got second hand information from Azoresh about them wanting to help.
Most find this concept of being good for no reason strange but they are used to doing like they are told and getting healed is better as being sacrificed so they are not opposed to the new doctrine. Some argue why it hat to be Azoresh but if the mighty human cleric says so it's not up to them to question that.
As Gwenhwyfar is done the assembly breaks up. Some stay to see if more is said or done some shrug and go back to their caves.
After prayer time Jimmy has a look over the still ill Troglodytes and does what he can to help them
"I hope this is enough to give them a start in the right direction." Gwenhwyfar says to Jimmy. "Do you think they'll make it?" she asks as it is hard for her to have faith that her one time intervention will be enough to break the traditions this tribe has lived with for maybe decades.
"All we have to do is convince a few of them to do right, and hopefully they can guide the rest. Which you have already done with Azoresh." Jimmy says thinking
Tauriell joins the two and asks "What are we going to do with Uggilo, the croco and this other dead guy. They start to smell rather unpleasant and I don't think it is healthy to have them lying around."
It is not really a question more the attempt to get someone else to take care of that problem.
Meanwhile yesterday
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"Well then." Niamh leads out of the cave into the tunnel and walks straight ahead. "This way is okay for you, isn't it?!" She asks Abementolor not really expecting an answer. They are walking past the now dead solifugids and follow the tunnel.
"Just lead the way and tell me when I shall burn something." Abomentolor replies and follows along.
The rough cave walls give way to a chamber of worked stone, with walls made of blue-veined white marble. The ceiling is supported by columns masterfully sculpted to depict voluptuous warrior women wielding two-headed guisarmes, with each column unique and strikingly detailed. At the center of the room, a ten-foot-square shaft leads down into the darkness below.
"I think I can just manage that." Niamh responds and leads to the ten-foot-square shaft. She sends some lights into the shaft to be able to distinguish something.
The dancing lights fly into the shaft and disappear in the darkness. There is still some faint light emanating from where the lights should be and the ceiling is somewhat lighted by that. But the shaft remains completely dark.
Niamh lets the light appear at the entrance to see the 'columns' better.
"Don't ask. Just run." Niamh whispers to Abomentolor and starts running into the tunnel.
Niamh is too slow. Before she can act the columns start moving and attack with their swords.
As Niamh runs away the columns don't follow.
Abomentolor is unpleasantly surprised as he is hit by a sword out of the darkness.
He follows Niamh into the tunnel. As it becomes clear that they don't follow Abomentolor stops and throws a fireball into the room.
The fireball flies into the room and explodes. It shortly lights up the room and then it gets dark again.
Niamh smiles at Abomentolor. "Nice try. But they're immune against almost all kinds of magic." She lets a light appear and sends it around to have a look at the surroundings.
"What the f+*!. They're worse than these devils immune to fire!" Abomentolor complains.
"Can't argue with that." She walks along the tunnel until they come to the tunnel-meeting-place. "Which way now?"
"The way is straight on." Abomentolor replies pointing at the tunnel leading back to the troglodytes cave.
Niamh starts running again. She shouts over her shoulder to Abomentolor.
"Hey, I'm no duck!" Abomentolor hollers back. But he walks on. He is not in the mood for running.
"But you are as slow as one" Niamh replies disappointed and slows down by herself.
"I can't hear you. You ran too far away!" Abomentolor replies.
"Hah, hah." Niamh replies. "Maybe no duck but lazy." She enters the sick cave. "Guess what we found! Oh..." The halfling hushs as she sees nobody but Tauriell is awake.