Party Three | Altair/Damia/Siana/Jareth/Rictor/Amos | COMPLETE
Briefly, Amos laid a hand upon the korporal's shoulder. Rictor and the blonde had sustained most of the damage, it seemed, although there was certainly reason to attend to both the samurai and the berserker. With a calm exhale, the reverend moved to walk alongside Siana, who seemed to be the worse off between the two.
And, under his breath, he uttered a prayer of thanksgiving. For the party, and even for the cultist, who had just narrowly escaped with his life.
There were only so many blessings that Faram could grant in a day,