You recovered faster than I expected.
[He'll take a few steps closer.]
What happened?
[He'll take a few steps closer.]
What happened?
[There's a nod... Well, Zelgadis sort of knows what that's like.]
Were you hurt?
Were you hurt?
[he'll... put a hand on his shoulder.]
I'm sure people will forget about it quickly enough.
I'm sure people will forget about it quickly enough.
Hey.
[He's coming over and looking him up and down.]
... You all right?
[He's coming over and looking him up and down.]
... You all right?
Okay...
[his voice is quiet. also it's still touch week so he's putting a hand on ryn's shoulder.]
... I know one of us was going to have to do it... but, still. Sorry it ended up being you.
[his voice is quiet. also it's still touch week so he's putting a hand on ryn's shoulder.]
... I know one of us was going to have to do it... but, still. Sorry it ended up being you.
... Doesn't necessarily make it any easier, though.
[yeah......]
Want me to walk back with you?
[to the ferry, or to the dorms, presumably. zelgadis doesn't know how bad rynlan's injuries are, or much about treating them anyway. all he can really offer is a steady presence, physically and emotionally.]
Want me to walk back with you?
[to the ferry, or to the dorms, presumably. zelgadis doesn't know how bad rynlan's injuries are, or much about treating them anyway. all he can really offer is a steady presence, physically and emotionally.]
[There sure is a lot to do and see today! But at some point, seeking a quieter place, Zelgadis can be found back at the dorms, in the common area. He's sitting on a couch with his left sleeve rolled back, exposing a row of deep tooth marks in the stone arm.
He holds his other hand over it, and from the palm, a warm little ball of light glows softly over the wound. It looks like he's working a healing spell, though it's a very simple and slow-acting one. He's probably been sitting here like this for a while.]
He holds his other hand over it, and from the palm, a warm little ball of light glows softly over the wound. It looks like he's working a healing spell, though it's a very simple and slow-acting one. He's probably been sitting here like this for a while.]
[he looks up. the good news is, this spell doesn't seem to require a lot of concentration. that ball of light keeps shining.]
... Hey. I'm guessing your magic's back too, huh?
... Hey. I'm guessing your magic's back too, huh?
[huh. he blinks at that. neat.
then nods.]
Just a simple Recovery spell. White magic isn't my specialty, but I know enough to get the job done. I'm not sure my body can actually heal without it.
then nods.]
Just a simple Recovery spell. White magic isn't my specialty, but I know enough to get the job done. I'm not sure my body can actually heal without it.
... Ah. Right. I forgot it's different for others...
[and especially different for someone in Rynlan's position.]
... So what kind of things can you do?
[and especially different for someone in Rynlan's position.]
... So what kind of things can you do?
[he watches the tendril with a curious look.
and nods.]
It does, yeah...
[he thinks for a moment, and something occurs to him.]
If we have all of our powers... does that mean our items are restored too?
and nods.]
It does, yeah...
[he thinks for a moment, and something occurs to him.]
If we have all of our powers... does that mean our items are restored too?

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