*Nathaniel pauses for a moment, before continuing his pace*
How, pray tell? I've used most of my potions that might actually achieve much, and cant make any more reliably out here. All I can do is stave off the worst effects for now. If I use the few potions I have, and we are delayed, or anything else goes wrong, then we will be in severe trouble. If I make more now, it will slow us down a lot, and lives will likely be lost.
If I do not wish to endanger lives needlessly, and do not wish to risk ours similarly, then I will have to put up with this pain for now...
So then he goes, YOU SHALL NOT PASS, and I say "I've got WINGS? I can FLY?" It was hilarious! The dwarf was tough, but the elf was delicious and they had some men and these four bite-sized guys, too. The wizard was fuming when I flew off.