-----Runik squints as the Dread Pirate strikes a deal with the bound prisoner. The dwarf then casts a suspicious look toward Amdracks.
-----The mage priest suddenly becomes very quiet and at first stares dumbfounded at the halfling on the coal-black pony.
-----When the Dread Pirate exposes his wound, the little girl gasps and draws her hands to her face. She then relaxes into Kazel's arms, still avoiding to look at Gimplefwick.
-----Amdracks focuses with a concerned look on the belly wound, which still appears quite sore and red. He then meets the Dread Pirate's eyes and nods.
-----The Dread Pirate then hops off his pony and crawls up on the wagon, where he unties Amdracks and says, "Well then, priest, if'n ye were lookin to do some good, this'd be the place. An evil priest o' the undead stuck me with a knife after we'd rooted out his undead horde. Apparently the plague causes ye to sicken and rise up as a member of the undead after a certain amount o' time. He told me that I now carried the plague. We dumped some holy water in the wound and I drank some, thinkin it might slow the curse down a bit. But we'd best make sure it's cured afore we reach a more populated area. And ye might want to look at the others as well, just in case it's catching."
-----Amdracks gathers himself and stands stretching. He then smoothes out the many wrinkles in his blue robe. He quickly turns his attention toward the Dread Pirate's wound, examining it while placing his hand on his chin. "Hmm," he says as he ponders, "do you know which deity 'this evil priest of the undead' represented?"
-----Brandel brings the wagon to a halt as he notices activity behind him in the bed of the vehicle. Runik then stands closely watching the mage priest but now with an expression of curiosity. Krord straightens and stands up, his head turning from side to side as he observes the exchange between priest and pirate.
-----"I will need my Arcane Book of Ora that you secured from me," Amdracks states pointing to the Dread Pirate's pack.
-----The Dread Pirate looks suspiciously at the priest, then shrugs his shoulders and replies, "Well, in fer a copper in fer a gold." He then burrows through his pack, emerging with the book in question.
-----He then says, "Arrr, I'm not sure which diety it was he worshipped. I'd assume one of 'em that has somethin to do with the undead. But he wasn't really in a conversational mood. Kazel kind of set him on fire and Seth shot him a couple o' times with his crossbow. The opportunity fer dialogue kind o' went downhill from there. Also we were pretty busy rekillin undead."
-----Amdracks takes his book and holds it close to his chest. With a relieved look, he then concentrates on the discussion at hand. "Undead, . . . plague?" he ponders out loud, "Chances are it was one of the god of death and destruction, though it is best not to speak the name of one of the Infernal ones aloud."
-----Running his hand through his light hair, Amdracks asks, "Did you see evidence of skulls used for décor or the priest carrying a sickle?"
-----The mage priest now begins running his hand over the cover of his small book. A very light blue glow begins to emulate from the bound pages. Amdracks's hand begins to duplicate the azure glow and he holds it in front of the Dread Pirate. With a cautious benevolent look, the mage priest gently touches Gimplefwick's stomach saying, "Let the mystical weave heal this one's wound."
-----Upon drawing his hand away, everyone can see the angry wound mark somewhat healed.
-----"A good sign," Amdracks says, "some cursed wounds do not heal with such a simple dweomer as I used."
-----Amdracks then lifts his finger as if delivering a lecture. "I do not have a spell memorized for releasing one from a curse," he says, "however if I may be permitted to rest and draw on the mystic weave, I may be able to do so thusly in the morn."
-----"Brandel coulda be usin' some more healin' too if'n ye be so inclinin'," Runik chimes in. The dwarf appears a bit excited by the magical display.
-----Much relieved by the vanishing of the ugly wound, the Dread Pirate replies, "Aye, the scurvy dog carried a scythe fer a weapon and had a skull helm. If I'd thought about it at the time, I would've grabbed his holy symbol, it might've helped. Then again, it might be just as well that I didn't. Aye, priest, ye've earned the right to yer book as far as I'm concerned. And yer freedom, once I'm certain that I'm healed."