Del kneels down beside Sabal's body. "Can anyone heal?"
The woman with the tiny dog approaches and places a hand on Sabal.
"Lord Fennix is downed,” Del says as Helena heals Sabal. Maybe after she heals him she can heal High Lord Fennix too. Del’s expression is solemn.
Helena nods. “Yes, dear,” she says. Then, as if having supposed what Del was thinking, “They’ve already tried healing him. It’s not working.”
Slowly, Sabal comes to, and Helena waddles away to help others who have fallen.
"The elven priestess,” Sabal breathes, “...she should not be here…. I fear that I...." He trails off, not wanting to complete the thought out loud. He turns to Del, "Thank you. You healed me?"
Del shakes her head and points to the woman with the tiny dog. Sabal nods just a little then lays back, trying to hide the fear and shame in his eyes by shutting them.
In a dangerous political climate, several expeditions are made to the infamous Wilds in hopes of expanding the country, Urbane, and avoiding an all out civil war. But, when the lord in charge of the excursions is almost assassinated, tensions increase and put new pressures on the brave explorers.