holy_shitsnax
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Aralouk nodded dumbly as Niradnam asked if he was alright, already losing focus on him as he started talking to himself. Aralouk walked away back towards the column they had laid in wait for the goblins and put his back against it and slowly slid to the floor. Just as he was in approximately a sitting position his legs gave out from under him and he plopped onto his butt, scale mail scraping against the stones of the column as he grunted in pain. Those fuckin' bugs...you need to be smarter Aralouk, keep your guard up or this poison will be the death of you. As it is, you're not lookin' too hot -- no, you're fine. You've been here before you can keep moving, don't let them see your weakness, you're stronger than this, it's just a scratch. As he was thinking this, he was tearing off pieces of his tunic and wrapping it tightly around the bite in his leg to stop the slow stream of blood oozing from it. Leaning heavily on his war flail, he pushed himself upright ignoring the pain in his body as he grit his teeth against it. He walked back over to Niradnam, he cleared his throat briefly and put on a confident smile as he said "Alright, if I could get one of those potions Kella gave us, I should be good to keep going, assuming everyone else is ready to go too of course."