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By your divine aspect of Health and Fertility, you can spoil or appear to spoil the goods and supplies of the enemy, and otherwise repeal their capacity to heal and recover from harm. Your devotees can accompany you most of the way, but up to a point you intend to leave them and accomplish this much yourself. Only after, would you have them get involved if need be.
Partly because you expect and hope that this matter can be resolved without violence, as you surely are not going to take to fighting like you did when you lost your temper before. But also, as capable as your group is, they are few in number up against a whole elven host. Relatively speaking there are not <span class="mu-i">that</span> many of the enemy, when up against a town for example, but they definitely outnumber your group ten or twenty to one. And while you're in no danger, you can only heal a mortal body so much. There's not much you can do, if one of your own gets an arrow through the heart, or their head chopped off.
<span class="mu-r">"Don't worry, everything will be fine!"</span>
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<span class="mu-r">"-ah! Let go of me, this is terrible!"</span>
Well it seemed like a good plan, until you got caught. To your credit you did manage quite impressively to sneak towards and even into the enemy camp, better than any mortal given your godly competence. However in this specific case you're dealing with elves and their superhuman senses, plus as a besieging military camp, the majority of them are clustered about so there's just too many eyes and ears for you to elude them <span class="mu-i">all</span>. A good lesson for them in the future, when before you'd only known them through battle.
Even still, you manage to have made it all the way to their supply cache and extend your divine presence through the camp. More cries of the dying than before, and more of them going quiet, and they'll find their food and drink to be rotten. For the better part of an entire day you hide within the camp and cause malady in the enemy ranks, until finally you're caught... when distracted and lured out by quite a beautiful elven song of mourning, as far as mortals go.
<span class="mu-g">"This way, follow my voice!"</span>
<span class="mu-g">"A witch, is she not?"</span>
<span class="mu-g">"Fetch a commander, this needs to be known."</span>
Immediately upon being noticed, you get several arrows and stabs for your trouble, blinding all those responsible for the crime of marring a divine beauty. By the time you manage to remove said arrows from yourself then, and restore your wounds, already alarm has gone up among the camp. A few more elves also get blinded in apprehending you, before they come to realize something strange is going on. Some that can see try to gather their sightless comrades for help, with another few restrain and drag you through the camp, looking for someone who can make sense of what is going on and who you are... why there's a random human having sneaked into the middle of their camp, and why harmful action against her seems dangerous.
