14 5 / 2012
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Verinya smiled. “That makes the decision even easier. One of the boons granted to me as a paladin is an immunity to diseases, natural and magical.”
”ADDENDUM. FATAL WOUND. BOTH PLAYERS. ONLY ONE HEALING POTION. NO OTHER HEALING ABILITIES MOMENTARILY AVAILABLE. WHO DIES?”
Verinya’s smile faded and she sighed heavily. “Fine. I understand the nature of the question; you’re asking me if I’d sacrifice my life for that of another. And honestly, I don’t know the answer. I’ve been taught all my life that there’s nothing worth truly fearing. I’m supposed to be a paragon of bravery. Little scares me on the material plane, but thinking of death’s cold grasp shakes me to my core,” she said, leaning forward, putting a hand on her forehead, and looking down, “Iomedae doesn’t say a thing about what comes after life, and that uncertainty terrifies me.”
