Your touch becomes a conduit for healing energy, a gentle surge coursing through your target. A rhythmic pulse flows, purging poisonous impurities, and fortifying defenses against virulent threats. The sensation, both curious and comforting, marks the spell's benevolent dance within the recipient.
I Cast Protection from Poison
Savoring coarse, sand-like grains, I touch my target, imprinting black, glittering handprints. Magic transforms prints into ethereal clouds, wafting powdery trails across throat, forehead, and stomach in mysterious obsidian streaks.