A Journey of 1k Miles Begins with a Single Step

As the woman began to speak, Loren glanced at her. Then, however, their patient began to sit up. "Easy, easy." Just in case, the Launceleyn sent a pulse of healing magic through the stranger to take care of any lingering wounds. Only then did Loren lift his hand from the other man. Taking a long pull from the flask, the Launceleyn stood up. "Don't mention it. And no need for repayment, just doing my job." There was something darkly amused about the words, but his tone was friendly enough. At the request to help acclimate the newcomer (or at least, what the Launceleyn assumed was a newcomer) Loren let out a huff of laughter. "I'm not really in the welcoming mood these days." He glanced at the woman and raised his eyebrows. LOREN Not quite an open book