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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wrahn" data-source="post: 2953419" data-attributes="member: 9191">As Lorgrane walks through the battlefield, thousands of facts compete with each other to focus his attention on...that style of sword was original fashioned by the smiths of Sangranuer......the exposed muscle connect to the ligament allowing movement of the forearm......ravens are scavangers and will eat nearly anything...he wonders briefly if he should stop and dissect one of the monstrous creatures, their anatomy seemed strangley assembled and he was curious as how it was assembled, but his companions did not pay it any attention, so he moved on.Finally coming to the healer, the end of their walk seems at hand, though perhaps the beginning of thier journey.The healer did not seem suprised to see them, which was odd, consider what some of them looked like.  Lorgrane thought that the Perfect itself would be suprised to see the tentacled, antennaed, yak man.  It was obvious that this man was not what he appeared.A metaphor, a man trying to stem back the tide of death, in capable of doing it himself.  Does he have the answers we seek?  Maybe.  I imagine he will tell us what brought us here, but not reveal the deeper game.  The question is, is he another puppet or the puppeteer. Lorgrane thinks as he observes the healer, content to let the others speak.</blockquote>