Valafar sighs as he sits down grateful for the rest. Though his blade might be part of another world or being as far as he knows swinging it still takes muscle and his are sore from the fight. Indeed most would be surprised how much energy is burned in even short skirmishes, to that end he has removed the armor around his arms and chest to allow his muscles to rest. He takes the time to clean and bind what wounds magic was not able to heal and inspected the Blunderbuss.

Interesting weapon, looks like this hammer back here ignites something. The powder I take it? Yet it's not magical least not in an obvious way.

As an experiment, he tried to summon his blade but in a form matching this weapon. For a moment the energies gathered....then broke apart and dissipated. Valafar raised a brow and shrugged. Finally speaking to the others, "Are you three done bickering? Conserve your energy, eat while you can, mend any wounds and..." Valafar jerked his head to the trussed-up pirate. "We can start asking this one questions."

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Spending 4 hit die to heal.

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