Shard: *glares at Hellbyrd while rubbing her ears* Would you people stop yelling already? You're making my ears hurt.

HellByrd: “I think the real question is, how do you live here? I’m kidding, I’m HellByrd. And I need a medic. You have a first aid kit or..?”

Shard: *stops being angry* Not at the moment but I can do simple healing spells. What do you need done?

Malo: *Back at the barn the sloth had been peacefully sleeping when a not too far off, and very loud howl made its way to its large ears. And while such a disturbance would have been overlooked, this would have been the third time it's rest was disturbed, and the beast didn't like that one bit. Rising back up onto its legs it turns and walked towards the barn doors, and upon finding them closed, bashed them open with a hard but from their horned head. Once that was out of the way they made their way towards the direction the howl had come from, which was easy to find since more yelling was coming from it. When it drew closer to the church however it paused, taking a deep sniff from the air. It smelt humans again, and more than one. With a grumble of agitation, it began to stomp forward, before suddenly shoving its large head into the church doors and letting out a small roar at the figures crowded inside, baring its shark like teeth as it did* 

HellByrd: “Cracked ribs... and placating his guy.” *points to the beast*

Shard: *looks at beast* Oh that's an easy one. *takes her hat off of her head and pulls a bottle of sleeping potion out of it* This should work. *hands it to Hellbyrd* Throw this at it. It should put it back to sleep or at least calm it back down.

Zovak: *gets up rubing the back of his head* Oh man that hurt... what th-

HellByrd: *Throws the potion directly at it* “That’s all?”

Zovak: *begins to enrage and charge at the beast as Hell throws a potion. Without thinking Zov grabs it midair and smashes it into the beast with him in the cloud of potion.* Ha! Take that yo- ugh y so sleepy....

Shard: *at HellByrd* Yeah, the smell is what's important. It's like reverse smelling salt. Instead of wak- Case in point. *points at Zov*

Malo: *The potion hits the beast on its soft nose and bounced off, making it roar and screech unhappily again as it squirmed violently to free itself, to no avail. Meanwhile the potion broke open on the ground, quickly filling the small area with its sleeping ability.*

Shard: *Covers nose with her hat*

HellByrd: *covers Void’s nose and mine.* “Coulda warmed me!”

Zovak: *falls to the floor again with a thud and begins to snore*

*dreams of bones and steak*

*drooling*

Malo: *The beast in question did not seem to be sleepy and continued to try and free itself unhappily. However, after a few minutes the potion did seem to take effect, in an entirely different way. Instead of sleeping, the creature began to let out a deep rumbling purr, rubbing its face into the floor and letting its entire body go limp as its eyelids began to droop*

HellByrd: “Um, my friend is still internally bleeding?”

Shard: Oh yeah, Um... *looks around for a bit before remembering the altar* Oh yeah. Come with me. *leads the way to dais and the altar*

Zovak: *yips as he catches a flying steak in his dreams*

HellByrd: “Uum, what about this guy?” *points to the beast currently enjoy the floor a little too much.*

Shard: *Looks at the sloth beast* Ignore it for now. Shadow can take care of it later if starts to make trouble here.