"You'll only get spells when you pray tomorrow morning, but a channel would do wonders for my leg! After we get the rocks off it. D'you know which god's you are?"

"Pun-Pun!"

"Never heard of Him... but I'm from Garund. Anevia?"

"Don't know Him," she confirms. Which is bad news, because most new gods tend to be demon lords. There's no telling if he got the good or bad channel, either. "Do you have a holy symbol? ...and, ugh, can you two please get the rock off my leg first?"

"Oh shit I need a holy symbol! I've never heard of Pun-Pun either, I was hoping you could tell me about Him, what if I'm stuck without a symbol - oh sorry, your leg." What cleric orison would help here? Light, water, mending, stabilize, spark... aha!

"Guide Dance", you proudly proclaim.

Seelah feels an ineffable tug that guides her and Wulfric through the precise motions of lifting the rock without hurting Anevia's foot!

This involves skipping around her widdershins (holding the rock between them), with a little twirl at the end as they set it down.

(drumroll)

CURSE OF THE PUNSTER

Spells don't do what it says on the tin. Unless that would be funnier.

Aaaah mental drumroll!!!

...wow, that was a rush. I want to do that again! ...no, wait, have to heal a girl's foot before asking her to a dance.

Something feels wrong here but she doesn't want to argue with results! At least, not while injured and trapped underground with the cleric of an unknown deity.

"Thanks," she says, hobbling to her feet. "Seelah, have you got a lay on hands left?" She is not volunteering to be a baby's cleric channel test subject when she doesn't know for a fact if the god is any Good.

"No, sorry, I used them all in the fighting before I fell." She is a little embarrassed about not getting more daily lay on hands, because it means she's not a very splendid person.

"I'm a cleric, let me -"

- don't say it! It's way too soon for 'let me lay my hands on you'!

But! Even without channels, I can replace any spell with a cure, right? Which means I don't even need to know what the spell I'm replacing was. So I can still choose a good spell next time, when I actually need it and stuff!

"Cure! Light wounds!"

I got to lay a hand on her without even asking for permission! Being a cleric is so cool.

"Oooh, thank you, that's much better - ah!" She flinches from Seelah's torch.

"Are you all right?"

"Yeah, just - dazzled for a moment? Got some sparks in my eyes." She is NOT alright, she is unable to look directly at the torch! This is extremely worrying and also she can't say so in front of the suspicious cleric, or even within sixty feet! 

She needs to separate Seelah from him somehow.

"Uh, introductions! I'm Seelah, a paladin of Iomedae. I came to Mendev a few months ago to help fight the demons and, well, after today I'm really glad I did! I haven't joined any local order yet but the Eagle Watch helped me get my bearings."

"Anevia Tirabade, of the Eagle Watch. A pleasure."

"Wulfric, cleric of Pun-Pun! Uh, I used to be regular guy, I work - worked - at the big bakery next to Abadar's. You buy our bread every Sunday morning, lady Tirabade!"

That bakery closed nearly four months ago. (Obviously she doesn't say this.) But she does think she recalls his face, now?

She smiles brightly. "Just Anevia, please! We're all comrades now. We need to find a way back up, or a way out of these caverns."

"I think I hear the fighting continuing... But I definitely can't climb up that crevice in my armor." Seelah worries at her lip.

"Are there cleric spells that could help?"

"You can't ask for spells until next morning." He had a cure already, so he's probably just lying about being a fresh cleric, but it is possible his god chose to give him spells right away since he was chosen in the middle of a fight. And it's possible the god foresaw which other spells would be useful. However -

"...if you have spells you should intuitively know what they are. Did you have the Cure prepared or did you burn some other spell for it, and if so did you sense what that spell was?"

"I don't want to think about what it might have been, I want to choose it when I need it! Uh, but I need a spell now, so can you tell me what spell would be good?"

That's not how clerics work! But demon lords sometimes empower witches and stranger things, so she can't rule out that he can, in fact, ask for a spell right now. In any case, she can tell him about some benign spells that aren't useful in combat.

"Ant Haul is what I'd recommend here. It would let Seelah carry her armor easily and maybe even carry one of us piggyback, if there was a safe route to climb and the only problem was strength and weight. Guidance can also help with climbing.... But I don't see any spots we can climb without someone letting down a rope. We should keep exploring, there may be a way up somewhere ahead."

"Oh. I was hoping for flying or something."