As the last of the grimlocks fell lifeless to the ground, Ayden turned and looked at his companions. Weapons were slowly being lowered, arrows sliding back into their quivers, and Rex scratched behind his ear furiously as if his life depended upon it.
~She did not speak of such heavy guards...~
Approaching Calenthang, Ayden pulled the slender wand of healing out from his bag and sang the soft melody that unlocked the healing magic stored within it.
"Your skill with the sword grows more impressive with each day Calenthang. You continue to bring pride to your people, and to us."
As the wound closed, leaving only the slight tear in the armor to prove it ever existed, Ayden nodded and approached Teleri and again brought forth the wand's magic.
"Listen to the sword's advice, but temper it with your heart's truth Teleri. It can be a great help to you, but remember the voice of your goddess as well."
Smiling warmly at her as her wound closed, Ayden turned and walked to Sielwoodan last. The archer had his ear pressed against the stone doors and his face was set in determined concentration. Knowing that any praise would be seen as wasted flattery on him, Ayden simply called the magic forth and approached the others after his wounds were closed.
"Let us move quickly, as I fear that her hiding has been discovered by those she wished to tell us of."