Stuck in the Middle With You

[Ginrai]

Though surprised at what he heard, Ginrai gives a slight nod, knowing all too well that he'll have a lot of explaining to do up to the next battle.

[Bjorn]

"As you say, my Lord."  Bjorn bows to Kevin.   "I will see these two escorted to the cells."  He hesitates.  "It might be crude, my Lord, but I strongly recommend that Sir Dorian's body not be given to the Intererers yet.  It should be placed under guard, for one reason or the other, traitors might search for it."

[Dracos]

Dracos shakes his head glancing over at Nathan and returning to seeing what he can help with with getting the wounded back into the keep.

Dracos

[Brian]

Kevin grunts, and Lammermore nods at this last remark. "Very well," Kevin says more quietly.  "Dorian's remains will be sealed and kept under watch."  He snaps his fingers, and guards haul off Durant and Lindsey, as well as Dorian's body.  Liandral is lowered to the ground, groaning, and a priestess runs over to inspect his wounds.

After she removes the bandages, what's left is not pretty to look at -- all of his fingers and most of his hand are gone, as though it was cut through with a lazer.  The cut is perfect and smooth.  She gasps in surprise, and shakes her head, clasping both of her hands on the wound.

Liandral grunts, still not entirely consious, and struggles weakly.  The glow of light from the priestess's hands brightens, and seems to soothe him ... when she's done, his hand is still gone, but the wounds are healed.  "How did this happen?" she asks, looking around.

[Rezantis]

Rez watches this, looking faintly sick.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn studies Liandral's wound impassively.  "An excellent question," he says, finally.  Looking around, he asks of the crowd, "Did anyone see him take this injury?"

[Brian]

"He took it catching the priestess as she fell from the tower," one of the archers finally says.  "It ... he flew up, as though by the power of his hand ... and then his hand just vanished when he caught her."

[Dracos]

Dracos heads into the keep, following the instructions of the medics and looking after the wounded as best he can while this whole mess is going on.

Dracos

[Brian]

Phil and Nathan pull away from the confrontation, moving to help the wounded.

The priestess waits a half-moment longer, then heaves an exasperated sigh and jogs off after them.

Phil and Nathan now move to Upon These Stones.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn, who had been digesting the import of the archer's comments, cannot help but blink in surprise when the priestess runs off.  Quickly, he looks around quizzically at the rest of the crowd, Lammermore and Kevin in particular, to see if they are still interested in pursuing this line of inquiry.

[Brian]

Lammermore and Kevin still look curious about this.  They're probably not going to just dismiss it, given that they're contemplating executing Durant and Lindsey, though.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn walks over to Liandral, and touches his face, tilting his head back and forth to check his condition -- and picking up a Liandral-smudge for his mindboard.

[Brian]

Liandral looks pretty out of it.  You'd guess he just got hit with the mystical equivelant of morphine, or is in shock.  Possibly a combination of those factors.

Either way, investigating the smudge reveals that there's nothing to see in his mind right at this moment.

[Bjorn]

"We're not going to get any answers out of him at the moment," Bjorn says, rising to his feet again.  "We should probably isolate him for the time being, though given how much he needs to heal, I don't know that the cells would be a good idea."

[Ginrai]

Ginrai looks around to see if he can spot Gatemaster Eske.  He's also wondering when they're going to get healed.