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"His will be done" Karathos agrees with a solemn bow. He rises to his full height then (assuming the ceiling in a temple is high enough) and takes a deep breath, then stands back to let the others receive their healing.

"His Will be done." Erastin adds, handing over the 40 steel he has too, his eyes going to Erek's sword, he would go to the Knights in the morning.

The cleric repeats the process with Erastin. The puncture wound in the young man's side rapidly mends, reducing in size by two thirds.

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Erastin spends 40 steel and receives a Cure Light Wounds spell, restoring 4 HP.

"Thank you." He bows

Galenye looks to the other two for a moment before she pulls out ten steel pieces. She isn't one to give away all of her money when she desperately needs it at the moment. "It is all that I can spare at the moment," she assures the priest.

"I understand," the priest says. He repeats the procedure on Galenye, but all the spell does is heal the gash on her hand from the trapped chest. The rest of her wounds remain.

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Galenye spends 10 steel and receives a Cure Light Wounds spell, restoring 1 HP.

Galenye lets out a small sigh. It wasn't much, but a little bit of healing was better than none. "Thanks," she says to the priest before she turns to walk out. She needed to get some rest before she went exploring the city.

Erastin follows her, keeping his distance from her he heads back to the Inn, not looking forward to his room alone.

The three head back to the Gleaming Gem. By this point, Targin and the girls have finished their meal and the mead.

Because Karathos and Galenye didn't have any mead, that left quite a bit left over. Consequently, Selowen had a bit more than she should have, and is now a tad tipsy. This is evident from the fact that she giggles at things for no reason and occasionally has a cute little 'hiccup'. (Targin, however, is accustomed to stronger drink than this, so is fine.)

"Hiiii," Selowen says, waving to the others as they return. "How did it go? Get alllllll healed up?" she asks, giggling while covering her mouth.

Targin is a bit protective of the girl, and hints playfully as she demonstrates her state of mind. "Easy now girl, we must travel in the morn."

Galenye raises an eyebrow at Selowen. "I think you might have had too much," she says with a grin before she walks over to the bar to speak to the barkeep. "Um, excuse, do you know if there is a weapon shop or repair shop in town?" she asks.

"You want Blue Arms and Armor, over in the Merchant District," the innkeeper says. "It's along the wall between the South Gate and West Gate. Although they're likely closed by now."

"I wish we were all healed" Karathos tells Selowen. "Alas, the priests expect high donations for their work." He casts a worried look at Galeyne. "But we are healed enough to sleep well, I think".

He sits down close to Targin. "Is there any mead left?" he asks. "I wasn't in the mood for it earlier, but now it would be nice."

"Thank you," Galenye says with a small sigh. She turns and heads back to the table holding her friends, and she sits down. She looks to have something on her mind.

Jinali smiles shaking her head, watching Selowen giggling around.

"I'm glad that you are better now." She says