(OOC - Diagnosis. Lingering effects of severe dehydration, starvation, and traces of some kind of poison still in his system. The poison is not identified by the spell, however)
Good to see you again, Kerrigan.
I was poisoned, the night of the celebration. Thinking me drunk, rather than unconscious, I was taken back to my tent, where I was found a week later. The poison did me little harm, but a week without food or drink took it's toll, sadly.
Still, I am recovering steadily, and with luck, I might be walking around again in a day or two.
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.