[IC] Chapter 2-5: You're whirling 'round...

[Toot]

[OoC: So who is the guy healing?  Is he going to heal Merri?  Toot can heal her but being the little shit that he is, he would rather the Shaman wast... errr... I mean use his spell to cure the party then him use charges from his wand.    ]

"I made this offer and you accepted it. If you don't want to live with it then let me go." he answers, and just tells the last words as he stands up from tending Merri's wounds (She's now in max as well). He starts to walk away just the way he came, waving goodbye casually above his shoulder... but then stops short on his track and turns,
"Guess I have no idea which way to go. So you tell me which way you go and whether I'm free to leave the opposite direction."

"Ummmm... no.  You think Half-Orc speak for party?," Toot asks incredulously.  "Has a Half-Orc ever been the spokesman for a party.  Me no think so.  You were rescued and if you, man of honor then you will help like you said you would help."