[1.02] The Old Fishery
Ayeesha stood for a second, then her rage deserted her. She staggered a step or two then collapsed onto the ground, dying. She had just enough presence of mind left to fall away from the beast and it's puddle of filth.
When Cordelia rushed to save her, she opened her eyes and smiled weakly at the courtesan/adventurer who had taken pity on her. She sat up slowly and carefully, but the warm, healing glow of Cordelia's spell had some its work. She wasn't completely healed, not even close, but she was able to get back to her feet.
"Thank you for your kindness, I owe you my life." She smiled down from her impressive height into those mismatched eyes. She noticed Cordelia's holy symbol, but had no recognition of it, and what it represented, so added, "and my thanks to your God too."
OOC: Ayeesha lost her rage and thus lost 4 hitpoints. She is at -1 hitpoints, unconscious and dying. Somebody saaaaave me!
Hey, somebody already did save me! Thanks Cordelia!