[werebeargoddess]

Together Jena and Morhau helped Leonis into the town hall, where the villagers had set up empty beds for the three travellers, while the prophetess followed behind. Gently, Jena and Morhau eased Leonis onto one of the empty beds. The prophetess laid her hands on Leonis's shoulders and began to chant. As Jena and Morhau looked on, Leonis's wounds began to heal some, and look less gruesome. After a while, the prophetess stopped chanting and turned to the two.
"He will live." She told them. "His wounds weren't as bad as they looked. He needs to rest for a while, but he should be able to move about in the morning if the two of you hurry, I think the mayor will have something to say to you."
Jena and Morhau nodded, then rose and went in search for the mayor. When they found him, he was very happy to see them, and wanted to thank them. Jena stood there, hardly listening to what the mayor was saying. She was tired, and wanted nothing more than to lie down. She didn't see the worried looks that Morhau kept shooting at her. Jena was about to beg the mayor to allow her to go lie down, when she stopped. Both the mayor and Morhau looked at her questioningly. There was a roaring in Jena's ears. She fell then, darkness descending over her like a storm.

Later, when Jena awoke, she felt briefly disoriented, and at first didn't recognize where she was. It was only then she realized that it was around dawn, and that she was in the town hall. Leonis was on a nearby bed, sleeping. She was rather suprised to see that Morhau was up, cleaning his weapons. Did he ever sleep? Jena watched Morhau quietly. She had never seen quite like him, and was amazed at what she saw there. Sometimes he was so expressionless, that she could have never seen something less human, and at times he was so full of expression that she was suprised that he wasn't human. He was quite the fasinating character. And his looks... Normally she kept herself aloof from such feelings, but if there was on person whose looks she admired, it was Morhau's.
Oh crap, she thought to herself. Now look. I'm getting myself infatuated with a person I hardly know. But before she could think anything else, a young woman had noticed that she was awake, and had come hurrying over.
"Oh good," said the young woman, "You're awake. Here," she said, handing a cup full of a liquid to Jena, "Drink this. It'll help." As Jena drank whatever-it-was that was in the cup, she asked, "How long have I been out?"
"About three days. You were really pretty badly hurt. I'm quite suprised you hadn't fainted earlier." Jena nonodded, and found her gaze drifting back to Morhau. The young woman noticed it, and smiled broadly. "He's been worried about you," she told Jena. 'The only times he's spoken was to thank us for the food, to talk to the young lad (here she gestured to Leonis), and to ask after you. He hasn't even asked where the privy was." She shook her head. "These be strange times, my lady. First all of the going-ons down south,and now this... I don't know what the world is coming to, my lady."
But Jena was curious. "What's been going on south?" She asked the young woman. 'Is it something we could help with?"
The young woman flushed. "I.. I'm sorry, my lady. But it's not my place to say. I shouldn't have said anything." But seeing that she had failed to deflect Jena, she continued. "If you ask the mayor, you might learn something. But now, you've got to rest, to regain all of you're strength. Holler if you need anything." With that, the young woman left. But Jena did not sleep. Instead, she lay in bed for a long time, thinking.