After dealing with Putricide and his Cronies, Dilution wandered down another hallway to find a dragon in trouble. Most dragon's we've encountered don't like us very well (ultimately, we just curb stomp them and go our seperate way), but our healers urged us to change our minds, and provide cover while they flew around with the greatest of ease grabbing scoobie snacks out of midair! Ah well, I guess it worked, because the dragon was healed to full. Status: Diluted.
Now, what's that smell coming from down the hallway?