"At least sundown." The acolyte says. "She is resting right now... she will be ready to travel in the morning, though it may be possible to move her earlier."
"My thanks." Jansson bows to the Council members. "If I may be so bold as to ask, you seem to know much of Ratheqar. Who is he? What is he capable of? Our own encounters with him have been short, so we have near to no idea of what we face in this man."
Jansson "If I may be so bold as to ask, you seem to know much of Ratheqar. Who is he? What is he capable of? Our own encounters with him have been short, so we have near to no idea of what we face in this man."
"In truth, we know very little of Ratheqar, other than that he is dangerous." The githyanki says. "He is a master of information. Very little happens in Kahasal without his knowledge of it. We know that he wishes to gather the pieces of the Psionicle, though to what end, we do not know. He is a powerful psion, a nomad, and he is trained in unarmed combat. We believe that he is connected to the Thri-kreen raids that you helped combat in the beginning of winter, though we have no proof of it."
"Hmm... I doubt we want to risk her healing process by moving her. I'll come and see her again in the morning."
Syld is on a bit better mood now that it is sure that Shardorn will make it through. He heads to the Ace to wait for the others, pouring over his book during the wait.
"One thing strikes me as odd in all of this." Jansson adds. "Jirlai has allied himself with Ratheqar. Since Jirlai swore to me that he intended to destroy the Psionicle, it seems strange that he's now teamed with Ratheqar, who depends on the continued existence of the Psionicle as much as ourselves."
The blue shrugs. "Perhaps he has allied with Ratheqar to get close to the pieces, with the intent to destroy them when convenient? We cannot know their thoughts."
While Syld sits contemplating at a table, reading intently through his book a small breeze flows through his hair. Turning around reveals a young man, perhaps but 20 winters old enter looking around as if searching.
He doesn't hang his cloak after he closes the door and walks into the common room of the Ace.