Siobhan manages to finish off the mimic with two swift slashes. Helmut bites the snake, then Viv scores a critical hit with her needled darts, impaling the two-headed reptile and laying it low!
Viviana falls to a knee, breathing in heavy gasps and spurts from dashing around the room and casting spells. She wipes a bead of sweat from her brow and glances up at her companions with tired eyes.
"Guys...Guys... I’m spent." she mutters at whisper-level. "I’ve used up most of my abilities, and honestly, I’m ready to just lie here until morning."
She collapses to the floor, laying back and spreading out her arms and legs in an overly-exaggerated fashion. "What do you say we call it a night and head back to Sandpoint? I don’t think I’ve got much more left in me."
Still chewing on the snake, the goblin nods in agreement.
Wees gits lotsa foods stuffs too!
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"We've probably dealt with the worst, I hope." Siobhan adds, clasping her holy symbol for a moment to ward away any bad luck. "We can rest tonight and finish the job tomorrow. Shall we camp or do people want to head back home? It might be a long walk if people are too tired..."
She glances at 'people' with a raised eyebrow.
Slipping her bow over her shoulder, Vyana kneels next to the supine priestess. "Can't you see that she's unable to carry on, Von?" she calls out theatrically. Pulling Viviana's head up into her chest, she continues the drama. "Whatever shall we do without our very heart and soul?" She lightly rocks back and forth. "No one to sing the story of our victories. No one to lighten our misery. No one to steal the best part of the bread loaf."
Viviana is unable to contain herself and snickers briefly at her friends response. She quickly wipes away the smirk and resumes her exhaustion ploy as she lets herself be cradled against Vyana. "You forgot the part about no one to tell you when your hair’s out of place. Or remind you to smile for the audience, even if it’s just a couple of cranky goblins and a snoring ogre."
Viviana dramatically drapes the back of her hand across her forehead, her voice rising in a mock-fainting tone. "Oh, woe is me! To think that I, Viviana, the most beloved healer and storyteller in all of Varisia, would be forced to sleep on this wretched, hard ground like a common adventurer!"
She nestles closer to Vyana's warmth, keeping her eyes closed. "Please, oh wise Manager of Mayhem, spare this poor, weary soul from a night on the cold ground and feed her a hot meal and let her rest in a bed without spiders or snakes."
Vyana looks up at Siobhan and her lip curls up into a frustrated smile. "Fine. I'll do the carrying," she grumbles good-naturedly.
A princess carry would be appropriate, but the half-elf is self-aware enough that she knows she's not strong enough for something that elegant. So she resorts to what she can do. She shifts her hands down to Vivian's thighs and with a grunt and a flex of her own legs she lifts the woman over her shoulder like a hefty bag of flour.
"Lead the way, Von," she says with a grin after rising to her feet. "My cargo isn't getting any lighter."
Viviana lets out a playful squeal as she’s hefted over Vyana's shoulder, her arms flailing about. "Hey! I am not a sack of potatoes!" she protests. "I demand to be carried with dignity and grace!"
She glances over at Von with a wink and a whisper. "I suppose this is what true friendship looks like, carrying the dead weight of your exhausted healer!"
Ser Helmut giggles!
Wees ken make da french fries if'n youses bees potatoes!
It is late evening by the time you return to the familiar environs of Sandpoint. After a very long day of fighting and dungeon crawling, you are looking forward to getting some well-deserved rest.
You find several missives waiting for you in your quarters. Vorvashali Voon runs the Feathered Serpent, Sandpoint's only curio shop. A message from him invites you to visit his shop, offering you a 5% discount during the visit. Father Zantus has also left a message asking you to pay him a visit at the Cathedral at your earliest convenience.
"Finally! I was starting to think I’d never touch the ground again!" she teases with a wink.
Viviana quickly flips through the missives. She raises an eyebrow at Voon's offer, muttering "5% off? That’s hardly the grand welcome we deserve after saving the town from monsters, but I suppose it's better than nothing."
When she sees Father Zantus’s message she says "I think we should head to the cathedral first. Father Zantus doesn’t ask for our time unless it’s important."
Vyana rolls her shoulder with a slight grimace. She'd only intended to carry Viviana to the cave exit, but a stubborn urge had prompted her to continue the gesture all the way back to town.
Okay, well, there might have been at least one break when bouncing on the half-elf's shoulder had put undo pressure on the priestess' bladder, but other than that ...
"To the cathedral, then," Vyana agrees with a nod.
Viviana gently places her hand on Vyana's arm and looks to Helmy and Von, "We'll meet you there in a few minutes."
Once they move on, she says "You didn’t have to carry me all the way, you know."
She steps behind Vyana and places her hands on the magus's neck and shoulder, letting her fingers expertly working out the tension from the undue burden she placed upon her friend. "But thank you."
Vyana reaches up and places one of her hands on top of Viviana's.
"You're no burden to carry," she says softly as she relaxes under the woman's touch.