Dal Shabet

-Thank you for your willingness to help, friends... Varus's wounds were inflicted by the weapons of the natives, and there is nothing magical about them, but they have been left untreated for a long time, and an infection could have started. Or perhaps the cause is the poison of the natives; I don't know. In any case, since you are not strangers to the principles of helping travelers in need, could you help us find our comrades? To the east of here is a whole city of these natives, and although they are elusive, they are weak. I am sure that a group of our size could easily intimidate them enough to allow us to rescue my comrades and retrieve our equipment.

Quetzal stopped Agnet and said that such magic would not help at this stage of the infection - she only needed to glance at the wound to understand this. "Right now, only a very powerful healer with the appropriate knowledge can help him, or, if a certain substance is available, someone with medical skills, such as myself, could cure him..." She looked at the other two travelers and exclaimed. "You are poisoned!"

-Yes, I suspected something like this had happened - I have no wounds, but everything is blurring before my eyes... I would be extremely grateful if you could cure me and my companion. I had antidotes among my belongings, but I fear they were taken by the natives, as was our weapon. And what substance do you need to save Varus?