A Keg for Dragon [IC]

[Fiendbasher]

The naga finishes cleaning herself up and lays herself down over her coils. She watches Lauren work on Vandarzryx from her shady retreat, her dull gold gaze sliding from wound to wound, not only observing in the work Lauren is doing to close them, but a bit of what they reveal about the drake's anatomy, as well.

When Gristle returns from washing up, the movement catches Ssryn's gaze... and something about him causes her to rise up from her repose, flicking out her forked tongue at him. After just a moment of regard she moves-- but not aggressively. She instead makes her way down the way he came from.

Reaching the hot springs, the naga lowers her head to taste the air over the water. She waits a moment, tilting her head slightly this way then that, then dips a slender arm in to just past the wrist, gauging the temperature. After a brief wait, she utters short hum of satisfaction and, stripping off the remainder of her trappings and laying them aside... slides right on in.

'Ah... sweet bliss.' Soon the memory of the draining cold of approaching winter had faded far from her mind.

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Perfect place for a good soak, if she were getting ready to shed her skin I reckon. Now, she is susceptible to overheating as much as too much cold, but seeing as she comes from a hot, steamy jungle climate it might take awhile before she has to worry about that. 

[Antilles]

As Ssryn slides in the hot springs, the naga feels waves of warmth and relaxation wash over her. She settles in for a nice, long soak, thoroughly enjoying herself. After a while the waves of warmth settles into a nice heat slowly working its way to her core, but to her surprise the wave-like sensation of relaxation and well-being continues just as strongly as when she first slid into the hot springs.
It takes the naga several moments to recall that she's experienced similar sensations before, namely when drinking healing elixirs. Intrigued, she dips her tongue into the water to further test it, and while it lacks the strong herbal taste most healing elixirs has, the slight tingling sensation on her tongue is quite similar to those elixirs.
The healing water-producing hot spring reminds the naga of stories she heard in her native jungle, of witch doctors and shamans who stumbled across magic springs, whose waters could heal the sick and empower any magic-user who drank from it. It would seem there was a core of truth to those stories. A very useful discovery indeed.

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So yeah, the hot springs are magical. I'm assuming Ssryn will share this, in which case Alexander will recognize it as a Holy Mana Pool; the source of the waters is someplace with high background magic, charging the water with some magical effect, usually healing. Mechanically it has a pool of spell points that anyone who soaks or drinks from it can 'use' to either get a Heal or Cure Wounds I spell cast on them. It can also Regenerate critical injuries/lost limbs that are less than a month old. Alternatively a spellcaster can drain the pool of spell points to refresh his own. Once depleted of spell points it refreshes slowly over time.

[Catodon]

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4d6=9
Status is now:
Vit: 9,
Wounds: 12!
2AD

Vandarzryx turns to Gristle eyeing him "I compliment you on your hardy constitution master dwarf, you seem to have shaken of your wounds already..."

[Fiendbasher]

The naga makes a reappearance after a few minutes, seeming similarly restored, having reluctantly left the spring. She wipes the water off of her slick olive scales and fixes Vandarzryx with her gaze....

"You sshould try a soak in the sspring. If you can fit. If not... we sshould find a way to bring some water out to you."

Ssryn casts about, looking for some sort of bucket.

[Catodon]

Vandarzryx leaves without a word to see if he can reach the spring.

[ludomastro]

Alexander looks up and asks, "What's so special about the spring?  It isn't hot enough with a fire outside that you ... um ... scaly types don't need more heat?"

Watch it there!  Just cause you lost your lute doesn't mean that you have to take it out on everyone else.

[Antilles]

The naga explains her findings about the hot spring, and Alexander identifies it for what it is, a Holy Mana Pool. Not ones to look a gift horse in the mouth, Lauren suggests rinsing Vandarzryx's wounds with the water from the spring, hopeful it would work even without submerging. The rest of the group, having nothing better to do, grabs buckets, pots, pans, waterskins, anything that can hold water and begin what is quite possibly the oddest bucket chain they'll ever be involved in.
It turns out rinsing the hot spring water over the drake's wounds is effective, though it would seem to require relatively large quantities of water to take effect. They end up almost emptying the hot springs before all the drake's wounds are closed and scarred over, though it appears the spring is ever so slowly refilling itself.
Vandarzryx takes the opportunity to stretch as much as the cave allows him to, testing out how his body's feeling. He's back to fighting form, though a tender stiffness will make flying uncomfortable for a while. He's just about settled down again when a sudden booming noise can be heard outside. Then another, and another. Vandarzryx identifies the booms as thunder echoing through the cave opening, though he's somewhat puzzling, sudden thunderstorms aren't exactly common to this region.

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Sorry 'bout the absence, got the flu again during easter, and due to deadlines I had to work last week even though I was well under the weather. Didn't really feel like doing much of anything when I got home those days... Anyways, back to the game.