A Journey of 1k Miles Begins with a Single Step

Glancing up at the Spire, Loren let out a huff of laughter. ”Sure. Why not?” Shaking his head slightly, he shot the woman a tired, yet somehow manic look. ”Since you seem to have healing magic as well, hold him still and work on the smaller injuries while I take care of the serious stuff.” With that, he sent another pulse of healing magic through the strange man. As the other man woke from his unconsciousness, the Launceleyn gently, but firmly, pushed the strange man down, though he hadn't tried to rise yet. He was trying to speak, though, and that was just as bad. "You can thank us by keeping quiet until we've finished healing you." LOREN Not quite an open book