"ye healin’ up alright?" the paladin asked, his voice soft yet steady as karma entered the room. it was early, too early for most. some hadn’t even drifted to sleep yet, and the quiet of the morning filled the air.
nights ago when they had arrived in a rush, he’d used lathander’s light to heal her. the warmth of the divine energy still lingering in the room, and that’s when it happened—when they both heard it. the name of his long-lost sister, kayleth.
he gestured to the table, where a potion of greater healing sat. he had hardly slept. anxiously wondering if he was going mad in these lands, or if this barbarian could be kayleth. his tone was gentle but firm. "sit down. ye look like ye shouldn’t be up ‘n movin’ yet."
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