"Oh, potions and such I can get into when time and materials allow. In the meantime, I just rely on my natural abilities. I can assure you I know what I'm doing." Hukmen replies before crouching down in order to get at the half-elf's leg. Without the immediate threat of danger, but danger still looming, he's able to focus a bit more on the proper application of healing magic, though not as much as would prove the greatest benefit. With a few motions of his left hand and a momentary chant in his native tongue, his other hand again glows with a divine white light. Placing his hand over Noshu's wound, the energy is channeled from himself to her, and the slash in her thigh rapidly heals up in as little as a few seconds, the magic leaving no visible signs of a wound ever having been there in the first place. Save for what blood remained on her leg, of course.
"There we are, as if that blade had never touched you." He says with a satisfied smile, standing back to his full height. Had to keep his combat-skilled allies in peak fighting condition. It was always preferable that they never receive wounds in the first place, but it was a dangerous world. Harm was unfortunately inevitable.
"There we are, as if that blade had never touched you." He says with a satisfied smile, standing back to his full height. Had to keep his combat-skilled allies in peak fighting condition. It was always preferable that they never receive wounds in the first place, but it was a dangerous world. Harm was unfortunately inevitable.
