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.It was empty except for a few purple drops at the bottom."Corin, do you have another one of these?" she asked the nobleman.He shook his head sadly."I'm afraid that was the only one I had."Beckla tilted the vial, eyeing the residue critically."I guess well just have to hope this is enough."The wizard unstopped the vial and poured a drop of the precious fluid on the angry scratch on Guss's arm.She spread the potion over the wound with a finger, then turned to Artek.With Corin’s help, she managed to pull off Artek's leather jerkin."Are you wearing a fur undershirt, or does all that belong to you?" she asked dryly."Very funny," Artek growled."You'd be hirsute yourself if you had ore blood in you.And let me say that I think it looks a lot better on me than it would on you.""I won't argue with you there."Perhaps because his flesh had been forged from stone, Guss's wound had only begun to fester.Artek's looked far worse.The shallow cut ran along his left side onto his muscular chest.The center of the wound was bright red, but the edges were disturbingly dark and gray-the color of a corpse's skin.Three drops remained in the vial, and Beckla used them all on Artek, spreading them carefully to cover the entire wound."Now what?" Artek gasped."We wait," Beckla replied gravely."If it's going to work, it shouldn't take long."Even as she said this, Guss let out a grunt of surprise.Though still open and bleeding, the wound on his upper arm no longer oozed ichor, and the signs of festering had vanished.It appeared no more than a normal scrape."I think something's happening," Artek said.A violet radiance glowed around the wound on his side, then abruptly vanished.Like Guss's injury, the scratch was not healed, and still bled freely, but the alarming grayness was gone.Artek breathed a sigh of relief.His sweating ceased, and the preternatural chill left his bones.He shrugged his jerkin back on over his broad shoulders and stood.Corin clapped his hands together."I'm so terribly glad that you two aren't going to become zombies," he exclaimed happily."I believe I received my fill of battling undead on the pirate ship."The nobleman glanced in Artek's direction, and Artek had the sudden feeling that the young man was looking at him expectantly.What in the Abyss could Corin possibly want? Artek shifted uncomfortably, searching for something to say."Well, you did a good job against the zombies, Corin," he muttered finally."That was some fancy swordplay you used back on the ship."Corin’s face lit up brightly at this compliment.He puffed out his chest and opened his mouth to reply."Next time, you might even want to try fighting with your eyes open," Artek added sharply before the lord could speak.Corin’s mouth snapped shut and his shoulders slumped.A crestfallen expression replaced the look of pride on his boyish face.Artek swore inwardly.Once again he wondered if he had been too harsh on the nobleman, but he couldn't concern himself every moment with Corin’s sensitive feelings.He had more pressing concerns.Like getting them out of this place alive.Grumbling to himself, he turned away."Well, we can't follow the Sargauth any longer,"Artek said "It loses its banks just past this shore.So we'd better start exploring," he said» leading the way toward the edge of the forest."If we're going to find a way out of this place, we have to figure out where and what it is first.""Maybe we could build a raft from these trees and keep sailing down the river," Beckla suggested hopefully."Not unless you can cast a spell and turn our hands into axes," Artek replied, eyeing the towering trees."The only blade among us is this damned cursed saber.It would take me a year to cut down one of these trees with a sword.And in case you've forgotten, I have considerably less time than that before this thing stops my heart." He glanced down at the tattoo on his arm.After a moment, something odd struck him, and he gazed up at the sky.That's strange," he said with a puzzled expression."What's strange?" Muragh piped up."Other than myself; of course."Artek pointed to his tattoo.The arrow was now midway along the circle between sun and moon."According to this, it's high noon up above, on the surface.The sun should be directly overhead in Waterdeep.But here the sun is more than halfway past its zenith, and sinking.Reckoning by the sun here, it's a good four or five hours after midday
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