Boomer went to the fourth pile of rocks.
“Ouch! I’m snake bit!” the dwarf shouted.
Eyerthrein proudly translated, “That’s a colloquialism that means he has bad luck.”
“No, it means I’m snake bit!” Boomer insisted.
He fell down and convulsed violently.
Kyrsstina waved her hand and dispelled the Invisibility Spell. The little viper was about to bite Cyttia.
Bad mistake!
Cyttia’s Drelvish boot squashed the purple viper. If anyone had measured the little snake, he would have found that it was thirteen inches long.
Eyerthrein cast Cure Poison on Boomer but the dwarf continued to convulse.
“He’s in big trouble!” Eyerthrein screamed.
“My spell is no different from yours!” Knarra said in a worried voice.
Erinnia knelt down, uttered an elfish phrase, and touched the wound with a sprig of mistletoe. The dwarf’s convulsions stopped; his labored breathing returned to normal. The druidical Neutralize Poison Spell had been effective.
Boomer sat up and without hesitation quipped, “Go on ahead and check out that next pile of rocks, Nigel.”
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