You awoke slowly to find yourself in your tent, the overwhelming pain now gone. You go to sit up but a paw gently pushes you back, you look up to see Irideth, your mage companion look at you with concern but relief Thank the 12 gods your ok! I was thinking my magic wasn't enough to save you. You scared me, adventurer. I thought I lost you, my only friend. She fights back her tears, wiping her eyes quickly and grabs a small bowl Here, drink up. It's a herbal tea with ailments inside it.
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