"I will make sure to jump in sooner next time," I offer, helping looking to the wounded where I could, and will seek to assist the others, and continue, "I was too focused on trying to help all of you make your attacks better. Thankfully, everything worked out."
We'll keep administering potions until everyone is on their feet. Once that has been accomplished, we'll form up again and make for the entrance.
Out of Character: If the potions were handed to me, I'd have spread them among the others. Rolling for 3 pots in addition to what's already been used, let us know how many were needed.
Edited: daishain on 9th Dec, 2017 - 4:19am
You administer the potions to Qwantithalica and two of the other elves. The third elf teen is beyond saving. His body is limp and laying there with a surprised look on his face. He was the first to fall in the fight. The others all climb to their feet and quietly follow you out of the area looking about on the Hobgoblins you will find long swords javelins and armor. You only find a few silver and copper coins on them.
My expression changes greatly on seeing the dead elf child, having thought before that we got ran out without anyone dying. My emotions are mix of shock, pain, and guilt. I say softly, "No!" I will grow quiet after this, unless someone says something to me.
Edited: Thomaslee on 9th Dec, 2017 - 4:41am
Screwing my eyes shut, I try to choke off the feelings of guilt, later, it must wait.
"I'll carry him, eyes open, lets get out of here swiftly."
Lifting the dead boy onto my shoulder in a fireman carry, I'll stand and start moving out with the others.
Sad for the loss, I tear up and shed a couple in recognition of his sacrifice “Baruch Dayan)ha’Emet. May his memory be as a blessing to all who know him. “ packing up anything I need to carry, including the quality weapons and or armour, I’ll join the procession out.
Out of Character: : that’s not a laugh. It’s supposed to be ha’emet.
Edited: Gknightbc on 9th Dec, 2017 - 6:06am
Tears run down my cheeks as I see that the elf is dead. I grit my teeth in frustration. Guilt overwhelms me. I knew that we shouldn't have let them come with us. Now a mother and father will have to be told that they have lost their child. I lead out with Ghost just ahead of me. He sniffs the air from time to time as we walk along.