--Previous Message-- : << "If this was anywhere else but the : Realm, I would say that your crazier than : the Mad Hatter." commented the Drow : slipping under the Monk's good shoulder to : support him. "But since we are here, : I guess speaking in tongues seems to be : the order of the day." Helping Ral over to where Thothalas lay, : Sterling gently lowered the Monk down next : to the unconscious High Elf, "A word : of advice, Ral. Before you try to heal : him, I highly recommend that you use your : Chi to heal yourself. And yes, I know a : little bit about Chi healing. Back on : Earth, I studied Tai Chi and I know what : can be done when its properly or : improperly used." Looking between the book and the fallen mage, Ral comments "When did you buy a sense of humor leader-boy? And here I just got used to your "brooding badarse swordsman" thing." Smirking to impart that, yes folks, he's kidding,Ral continues, in a more serious tone of voice "And, more importantly, I'm not good enhough to manuplate ki or chi, without this book I wouldn't be able to find out what's wrong with our 'beserker scribe', which by the way, is a fairly common problem with powerful, but inexperenced mages. He simply, did to much to fast, clooging up the special flow of natural forces within his, and any magic user's, aura. Without help, he'll be fine in a while, but with a poke in these three spots" Ral said, as he lightly touch three spots on 'Toth's neck, "ol'Tothy'll revive in a few hours, a day at worse. Now if you all will excuse me, I'm going to pass out now." And, dangit, he did. : :
