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I go check on Naishe. "Are you okay, my friend?" I look around, and go inspect the body of the frog beast.

"Yeah, I think so," Naishe says, looking herself over. She doesn't appear to have taken any wounds, although she is splattered with blood and gore from the zombies. "I think I need a bath, is all," she laments.

Gallath goes to inspect the body of the strange frog creature, but finds it has already faded away into nothingness. This seems to confirm the suspicion that it was not of this world. In his studies of demons he learned that a creature from a different plane of existence cannot be killed in this world; they simply are banished back to their own home plane.

Nearby, the captain and first mate can be overheard speaking. "Casualties are minimal," Terra explains. "But the sails took heavy damage from that flame. It's going to delay us; we won't reach the city until morning now, at the very least."

"Begin repairs at once," Sierra says. "Do what can be done; hopefully we can make complete repairs once we dock."

"Anything I can do to help?"

"Not unless you know anything about carpentry or mending," the captain says. "Thanks for the help in the fight, though; Thaddeus said you and your bird took out a couple of those walking corpses."

"Not a problem. The undead must be stopped. I was happy to help"

(OOC: Actually Naishe took out all 3 XD)

Sierra nods. "Looks like you took a bit of a beating. Why don't you get some rest? We probably won't reach landfall until the morning now anyway."

"Alright. Thanks captain." I take care of Thrax and go take a rest.