what she wasn't meant to see

Day three

Rekka heads out to magic shop. She finds Burne outside the tower with Rufus, apparently arguing. In front of them are a number of young chicks and a hen, most of the chicks are made of stone.  Rekka walked away but after only a few steps she sighs and turns back. She really wanted to check out the shop. She walks up to them and ask, "Problem?"

Rufus turns to Rekka when she speak, concern in his eyes. "Stay back," he says warningly, "We've already had half our workers turned to stone by these things." Burne isn't paying attention. He's staring at the little chicks with something akin to motherly affection. The chicks that had been turned to stone slowly fad back into living chicks. One of the stone-to-flesh chicks jumped and a burst of energy shot out of its eyes, striking another chick and turning it to stone. Burne claps excitedly. "His pet chicken's found a way to breed without a rooster, and now we've got a bunch of little Henny's running around turning everything to stone. Heaven help us if they also lay the same kind of eggs."

Rekka: I don't know what I can do about the chickens, but I can help with the people if you need it. but I must ask that you do not watch.

Rufus shrugs and points off toward the workers tents. you can see several statues over there.

Rekka walks over making sure not to look at the chicks. (since she has her haversack with her, she needs it for the items she plans on getting.) pulls out the Stone to Flesh flower and starts working on the people. "Hope this works."

In just a few minutes you've accomplished the task of restoring the petrified people to life. Most are quite a bit dissoriented, others were caught mid-jump. You notice the flower is beginning to wilt in the sunlight.

She put it quickly back into the bag. Goes back to the Rufus. "Could I see your wears?"

Both are in awe of your flower (they watched, even though you said not to). "Where did you find that flower?" Burne asks.

“In the mountains. But I didn't find it; someone else did and asked me to hold on to for them.”

“Could we, perhaps, buy it off of you?”

Rekka looks around at the people that were turned stone and sighed. "I have a strong feeling you two are going to need it more than me."

Burne is quite excited. "I've only heard tales of the mountain Stone to Flesh flowers. Perhaps this will hold the key to reversing what happened to Henny!" Rufus only sighs. "We would be willing to pay you...15000 gp for this flower. Or an equivalent amount in wears from my or Burne's persona stores."

Rekka Nod, "agreed." and holds out her hand to shake on the deal.

Rufus shakes, you feel a warmth and hear a click of metal on metal as your hands meet. He looks at you in slight shock. Burne notices too, then raises an eyebrow and chuckles. "It's our honor to meet you, and now it makes more sense what you said, about not being the one who found the flower in the mountains."

"How long have you been a member?" they ask, leading you inside their tower for a more private place to chat.

“Believe it or not, it's only been a few weeks.” She said, following them.

They nod and lead you into their study. "We've actually given up our adventuring days, and tend not to make much use of our coins these days. But still, we're more than happy to offer you any aid you may stand in need of...or at least, any aid that's within reason." "so which would you prefer? Gold, or items?”

“Do you happen to have Circlets of Disguise?” she asked.

They snigger. "Do we have a basic circlet of disguise? Yes. But we can do better than that. Burne calls Henny to him (clucking, etc.). Henny arrives and Burne clucks some more. Henny lays an egg and flaps off again. Burne takes the egg and, using a fine needle, pokes a small hole in it. From the hole, a pocket dimension blossoms, showing a vast store room of goods. He steps in, withdraws a circlet, and comes back out. The pocket dimension stays open for only a few minutes before vanishing. "This is a circlet of Polymorph. Illusions can be seen through, but this will actually change you into whatever you imagine....within reason. You can't grow or shrink yourself too much (you can go 1 size category up or down), and it's good for up to three uses per day. Each Polymorph will last until you choose to polymorph into something else, even if you remove the circlet. Just watch out for magic detectors and magic dispellers, since those can expose you for what you really are." Rufus grins, "The best part of this little circlet, though, is that you can use it to polymorph someone else. Once a week, you can touch someone and turn them into anything you like, within reason. Burne's personal favorite is to turn people into sheep or some other dumb beast. It makes some fights a lot easier when you don't have to worry about their wizard, or their fighter, depending on your own situation."

"Very True" Rekka said. Chucking, some thought on how to use were coming to mind. Rekka accepts it the circlet.

They tell Rekka to come by any time, and they'll always be more than happy to provide her (and her friends) with a place to stay and food to eat. Free of charge. Though, currently, with their tower being worked on, the inn would probably be more comfortable for now.

Rekka thanks them. But wish to buy the circlet of disguise, since it is to pay someone back. She pays 15,000gp for it and thanking them again, leaves.

Rekka goes to the stable and looks to find Brier.

Rekka upon entering the stables and see Briar in one of the stalls. about to step forward, Rekka happened to look into the water trough. The surface of the trough seemed strange. She saw what looks like a devil or a demon (she couldn't tell the difference). The devil/demon was speaking and Briar occasionally makes neigh-ing sounds.  Listening in, Rekka heard her name mentioned. Slipping closer, she can hear more clearly but it’s in a language she can’t understand. Rekka does a quick look over of the demon and sneaks out. Getting a good distance, she wonders where that unicorn was, since she didn’t see him. Rekka heads for the inn but finding it almost deserted she looks around for any member of the group. Taking off the blindfold so she could see better, there some distance off  in a field was Isaac. It looks as though he’s trying on clothes? In broad daylight, no less.
            Carefully making her way over to Isaac, she goes right up to him and revels herself.  She is looking a little pale as she recovering from a shock. Isaac looks at her somewhat surprised, a smoking crater that is filled with dust and surrounded by jagged shards of rocks can be seen nearby" Wow, umm. How did you even find me? Never mind that for now I guess, what is wrong?"

“There was a demon or was it a devil I couldn't tell. it was talking with Brier about something in a language I didn't know. It said my name. It had Redish skin, wrinkles, scars...horns...um...angry expression...ugly...female?...maybe male...It's at the stable like right now. It didn't notice me, I hope, because of the cloak."

Isaac's face turns dark and ugly. “I speak some infernal. Come show me what you saw. I'll use Hubert to turn myself invisible and stay hidden.”

Rekka nods and leads you over to the stables. While going she tell Isaac a little more, the fact that she only saw it because of the water in the water trough.  As they get close Rekka will tells Isaac that she going to hide again and she disappears from his sight.

Isaac check the magic map before entering the stables, to see what names are in there.

 

The Close to a busy day

Jessica came back and sat with Rekka for the rest of the day. Isaac returned and had a lot to say.
Turns out that he won a bet in the most Con artist way. Coning a Con artist, there's a great thrill to that. anyway turns out that a man named Elmo, the very one that Kissed Rekka, was making bets or wagers with adventures that if they could get to the drawf ruin defeat all the enemies and return without dying, then he would give them all the magical items in his room. (which was basically the whole room). But if they didn't then he would get half of their magical items. Well not one group was able to do it. Isaac made the agreement with the head druid as a mediator. then he teleportated to the dragon area in the ruins, and Teleportated to an area in the town, then walked back to Elmo's room. he showed prove of his feat. Hence winning the bet. Elmo probubly wouldn't have made the wager if Isaac told him that they just at the ruins and the ones that brought back the other group.  Also since the Druid help him out with a way to carry it all, and then a place to store it, Isaac told him about what was going on.  the Druid then wanted to call a Town meeting and have Isaac tell the town. It was agreed that Isaac would speak for the group and the rest of us would keep our mouths shut.

When it was time, Jess and Rekka went to the Blacksmith shop. Once at the blacksmith's, Rekka is fitted with a pair of metal eyes. They feel cold, and even after wearing them for a time, they don't seem to be getting any warmer. The blacksmith give her the the items she requested. "I remember Bar Wench talking about these," Billy said, holding out a set of masks, "and we had a little extra time, so we made them for her too."
Jessica tries them on and seem happy with the results. 
Before Rekka leaves the blacksmith shop she asked a few more questions. "Is part of this quest about figuring out what this quest is?" she said, teasing, being in a better mood. "you don't have to actually answer that. I was wondering though, if there are any elven ruins on this land?" . 
 "Here are many ruins in this land, and other lands, that are remnants of the old elven kingdom. But I don't know of any that are more than just a few stones. Their buildings were less sturdy than the dwarves."

 "Thanks you. And Billy..." Looks straight at him, "Finally I get to say this...Good Bye." And gives him a hug. As she walking towards the door, "Not that its forever...I'll get to meet both of you again." and walks out.

Both Jess and Rekka Head over the the Townhall to listen in on the meetting. Rekka wanting to see how the crowd reacts to what's being said, she uses her cloak to hide herself in the back.

Major notes of the Meeting:
The cities spies saw the previous Head Cleric for the chapel of Saint Cuthbert (Y'dey) going toward Nulb. She never returned. It is also known that she had hired the adventurers that you saved in the dwarven mines to do some 'searching' for her in the ruins of Nulb, and that they were given a map. They fear Y'dey has fallen to Evil, and suspect that she's attempting to rebuild the cult of elemental evil. The other adventurers left town a few days ago, but your best chance of stopping the cult would be to find the adventurers, get the map, and see what Y'dey was planning.

"Y'dey was a warewolf. Didn't you know? For years we turned a blind eye to her, because her lycanthropey was different, not beholden to the moon. But now that we know where this comes from, we fear Y'dey is in league with Duke Lupik."


Once the meeting was over, the group returned to the Inn and Discuss plans for the next day and got everyone all caught up with the latest information.

Rekka laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Jess slept next to her. Getting up she walked to a small window that over looked the street. She place her forehead against the cool glass. She had just come to a life altering decision, and not even three days later she's questioning it. How in the world is she suppose to fix things? how is she suppose...to do anything about all this? She realized that she was sighing and rolled her eyes at herself. Moving over a chair she sat down and looked at the moon. Rekka thought back to the cave. All those soultrapped. Then the mess with Sardic, the werewolves, and evil cults....A battlefield... she and the other stood on a small hill. Knights in armor, glinting in the dying sun, charged towards the Ocean of soultrapped. A dark figure floated above the ocean Egging the ocean forwards. Wave after Wave crashed over the Knights, they were just no match. Rekka could feel the Dark Figure looking at her...and then it was just her and the Figure.  In nothing but darkness. Fear grip Rekka, all she could do was watch as the figure came closer. Then light shone around them. Figures appeared out of the darkness, like they were casting it aside. They glowed with a soft light, their eye's and opened mouth glowed brighter. Sliver hair fluttered upward dispelling the darkness. The figure dissipated, leaving Rekka standing in the middle of this group of glowing people. they stared at her.
"What do you want from me?"
She hit her head against the window pain, waking her from her dream. She could feel a little bump on her forehead, rubbing it she got up. Hours had pass, and although not tired she was a bit unnerved by the dream. Getting up, She stretch started doing her daily exercise to keep flexible. Jess was long since up and doing her own thing. she kept looking over concern at Rekka but said nothing.
Beginning of Day Three

Day Two: Unlikely Lunch Time Chat

Without her eyesight, Rekka stayed in the room. When Breakfast time came around, she and Jessica headed down to the dining hall. Once Rekka is seated , Jessica heads off to do her things.  Rekka sat there listening to the coming and going of the people at the inn. Even though she is given water or orders it, she does not drink it. She does go until just after noon around lunch time that Ajara arrives back at the inn for lunch. Spotting Rekka sitting at one of the tables she walks over saying, “You're in town still!? Well before you and Isaac leave, you really need to go check out the blacksmith shop! Something really amazing is there and you'll probably thank me later or hate me for wasting your time."
Rekka recognized the voice as Ajara but since she couldn’t see and they had set up the passwords, she asked Ajara’s password pharses. “What's your thoughts on Simon?  What about Peter? How's your sister?

Ajara is taken aback, “ Simon? Peter...?” she repeats back to Rekka and the realizes, “Oh. Hate the guy, hate him too, and dead.”

Answering correctly, Rekka gestures to where she thinks there are chairs, and said, “Already been. So what did he tell you?”

“Oh... then you know...” Ajara said, a little disappioned, then confused, “well. That's weird. If he already saw you, then why did he tell me to say Hello to you...Well, I'm glad you know he's... alive a guess. They informed me more on the mark. It's still quite a bit to take in. I have some questions I plan on asking tomorrow morning when I go back for Raaein's barding.”

“Yeah *something in halfing* doesn't it? the *halfing again* mark don't mean much.” Rekka said, not harshly though.

Rekka reaches for a glass that is sitting in front of her. She's having a little trouble finding it. Almost knocking it over it she grabs it.

Ajara watches Rekka do thing, and comes little more confused “Um, yeah... It was bad enough to think Hei- er, Simon was playing favorites and just being unjust, but... why would he have let us kill so many people, especially those who were innocent? It's sick to think about. If it was known to the God's how mislead we were, why didn't He intervine? Also, you okay? Your bandages look... dirty.”

“Do they?” she asked, since they’re new, “I can't see them. Let alone anything else. As to Simon or was it Peter? Anyway, it just might be that there was nothing he could do about it. You know that those things you call gods, they can't come down all willy-nilly and solve everyone's problems. That's why they have chosen right? Besides they have rules, even if they themselves made them, that they can't or won't break. Or at least that's what Bard's stories always say don't they?” Rekka said all this with a little sarcasm. She doesn’t have faith in any of the deities, but she knows they’re around.

In a more hushed voice since Ajara says "Certain rules they have to keep? Tsk. Why would Simon come down to comfort me when I k- ...when my sister died? Why did he break his rule for that other girl who was marked like my sister? Either way. The Simon I thought I knew obviously isn't who I thought he was. I guess if anything, I would like to hear what he has to say. But like that'll happen. I can only hope in the morning the black smith might be able to answer some more of my questions..." she trails off then looks at Rekka with eye that would suggest that she is tired of all the event that have been happening and yet with some pity toward Rekka.

"I say that's what they bards say but that's just story. Maybe Simon is a "Halfing words". If you want to see Simon again we could just go back to mountains. You'll be able to find him in no time. You just walk right up to him."

Ajara shifts uncomfortable, this doesn’t escape Rekka’s notice although it might not be Ajara.

Ajara eyes looking defeated or worried mixed with pity toward Rekka, "Rekka, I'm sorry if I've made you feel like a lost cause when you got marked. To be honest, I really was beginning to think this mark wasn't what I thought it to be when I got my answer today... I feel stupid for having been so judgmental,"

“Well I didn't feel doomed if that's what you mean.” Rekka lied. She felt that Ajara was finally acting like a human being, and was actually felt a little bit of pity for her, “I was more worried about being easier to be found. Turns that was founded, though not the way I thought it was. Father was able to point that out to me.”

Ajara takes a moment before going on, "So, you can't see anything you say? Do you know why that is?"

To Ajara’s question, Rekka motions her closer, lifting up the blind fold on the side that Ajara is sitting next to her on. The first thing Ajara could see is the burn marks around Rekka’s eye. Rekka then opens her eye and it's a whole lot of nothingness, like before.
"It's the same as always, a whole lot of nothing.” Rekka brought the blindfold down, “But won't worry, father helping me out. He's got a plan, at least that's what I hope."

"Father? And you've been found?” Ajara said out of Amazement and not Confusion, “Like, found by your Father? Or... is it the blacksmith?"

“I don't have a clue about...” Rekka started and then thought better of it, “oh... Father said it was easier to be scry with the last attempt to fix my eyes. Don't have a clue if anything came of it.” She then added, “My father and the Blacksmith are two different people, they have nothing to do with each other. Are you feeling alright? Maybe this is too much for you?” Rekka was beginning to think that all this double speaks was a bit too much. And that she was losing Ajara in the process.

“I'm fine. Just a lot of information to process today. Does this mean that scrying you will be more difficult now? Must say, it's no fun feeling like people are keeping an eye on you... not to be rude... or deities for that matter.”

“No idea.” Rekka said, wanting to change the subject she went on, “So other than all this Enlightenment and newly founded insight, what else have you been doing? Get that Chicken?

"haha, yes," Ajara gives off a slight chuckle, surprising herself a little, "Um, she followed me all the way back. I think she liked me. I only caught a glance of her. I could have sworn that thing would turn me to stone from looking at it, but I guess Burne was being truthful about her being tamed. He told me he'd be ready for my business I might have tomorrow. So I still don't know what magic items he has, but he'll be ready tomorrow from the sounds of it. You could come with me if you'd like."

"I might glance over his wears..." she lets out a little chuckled herself, although short "Well at least get a feel for what he has. but that is tomorrow, and things are always happening."

Ajara smiles and decides to stay with Rekka while eating her meal, "Are you and Isaac gonna be leaving for Sardik still then?"

“I actually don't know. I haven't...” She stop herself from saying Seen, “heard from him since this morning. He might have already left.”

“Okay. I suppose if we hang down here long enough we'll eventually I'll see him or you'll hear him if he's in town, otherwise he's out of town or in trouble. I would bet on the first since that was what I assumed the plan would be for you two."

Rekka and Ajara continued talking but it was idle chit chat at this point. Both of them waited for Isaac with no idea how long it would before he shows up.

What the Blacksmith Said.

The planning meeting lasted until midnight when the group decided to get some sleep.  After about 2 hours of sleep Rekka arose, and making sure she was dressed for the day. She left to go find Isaac. It wasn’t hard, he was coming back into the inn as she reached the ground floor. See him she said, “Well, either we can scout out the evil temple. or we can travel to the horde, not the dwarf place, gather need money supplies and then head to town, using the cover of darkness to get inside. Well find some place to stay and wait for the shops to open. maybe even talk of plan of attack. or how we are going to split up the shopping list."

“I was beginning to think you'd never wake up, Rekka. Before we leave you need to stop by the blacksmith's forge. You might not need to return to Sardik's city after all.” He said.

“Truly? Then shall we or shall I leave and check it out?”  she said, tilting her head to the right. Unsure of his meaning.

“Truly. I've just returned from there. You had best go by yourself for now. You'd probably ask me to wait outside even if I did.”

       Rekka eyes Isaac suspiciously but he missed it since the blindfold is in the way.  Still a little foggy she couldn’t think of what he could possilbly mean.  Deciding it best just to go and figure it out then. Rekka left the inn and head for the Blacksmiths.

Stepping inside, Rekka sees an older man, powerfully built, working the forge, and beside him is his assistant, a young boy in his teens. Both are covered in soot and sweat from their labors. They're both concentrating hard on whatever it is that they're making. From her angle, all she can see is a layer of steam and smoke hovering just over their hands. This was strange, since her new eyes have not been hampered by such mundane things before. As the door shuts, the old man looks up and smiles at her. "There you are, Sangrail, come on over, we're just about done." At the sound of his voice, his form changes ever so slightly, as well as that of his assistant. Rekka now recognize them as the Blacksmith from Podunk...and Billy.

“WHAT THE *halfing word*?” Rekka exclaims, shocked beyond belief at what she was seeing.  

Billy looked as he did in life. Even when he had the hat of disguise, he never looked quite right. But now Billy looks healthy and truly alive.

"Well now I know why Isaac said what he said." she said as she moves forward, and waited for them to finish their work.

The blacksmith motions towards a chair at his side. "My son has told me of your friendship with him, how you were the only one who could still see him as a person after his undeath. The only one who still thought redemption was possible for him...I do not blame your companions for their mistrust of Billy, or for the manner in which Billy's undeath was ended. Billy's state was a frightful one, even the gods fear the Soultrapped, for they cannot kill them, but a powerful enough Soultrapped could slay a god or devil just as easily as they could a mortal. Regardless, I thank you for giving my son your faith and friendship. In return, we have fashioned this for you." He and Billy lift a suit of armor out of the forge. The metal is strange, almost transparent, shifting between metallic and misty every moment. "You are from a noble bloodline, Sangrail, and it is of the utmost importance that you, above all others, sees this quest through to the end. For if you fall, this world and all else may very well fall with you. You are the last Sangrail, the only one with the power to set right all the errors the pantheon has made. Your friends may help you, but in the end it will rest on you to save us all."

"And so," Billy chimes in, "We decided that it would be a good idea if we made it a bit more difficult for you to be killed. Kind of silly letting the last hope of the universe run around in nothing but cloth."

"Right," the blacksmith agrees, "So we have fashioned you a set of Fog Armor. Completely unbreakable, light as mist, and flexible as your own skin, this is truly the armor of the gods."

"If ever you need us," the blacksmith continued, "use this to summon us to your location." He hands Rekka a card, "Just throw it on the ground and within a days time we will appear somewhere in your vicinity."

Dumbfrounded, she accepts the armor. She points to the blacksmith "You’re his…" points to Billy "…father? Then something hit her more, “If you knew that I was this Sangrail.” she tries to repeat it the same way as blacksmith, “why not tell me then when we first met?”

“I did, you just didn't hear it.” He said, “There are probably other things I've said that you still haven't heard. It's all part of who and what you are. Don't worry, though, it'll all make sense, eventually. And yes, I am Billy's father."

"Well then I am to thank you for not only this,” she said, lifting the armor and card, “but the cloak as well. I should thank you for the others as well. they might be a...well they would thank you too.” A thought came to Rekka’s mind and she asked, “Could I bother you for a few more items? I have three weapons I need to be made or found.”

"Of course, anything you want and we will do what we can for you." Billy’s Father said.

Rekka told them the weapons that she would like to be made. She as Don the Armor. It fit very well, she wouldn’t even knew it was there if she hadn’t just put it on. When that was done she said, "Thank you again. One last question," She removed her blindfold, and opens her eyes, "This mark, as I've been told that it has been used before, although not in this form. Will this allow certain people to "watch me" and hence find me?”
"The mark is nothing more than a symbol. It has no special properties in and of itself, but those eyes...those eyes need to be removed. In here they won't work right for Highnulfia, but elsewhere, they will allow for scrying on everything you do...I need to remove them."

Find that her fear were founded although not in the way she thought it was, she nods her head. Softly she says "Highnulfia, Highnulfia, Highnulfia, Highnulfia" wanting to remember the name.

The blacksmith grabs a pair of red hot tongs from the furnace. "Hold still. This will be excruciating." He moves to remove your eyes.

Rekka stayed as still as she could, but the pain was worse than when she first lost her eyes. A scream pass over her lips without being able to stop it. The pain continued even after the crystals had been removed.

"I'll have Billy escort you back. We'll see about getting you a more proper replacement for your eyes, but for now you'll need to rest the empty sockets."

Still in pain and feeling a little weak she was just able to nod her head. Shakely she replaces the blindfold and allows Billy to escort her out. Under breath Rekka repeated the same sentence over and over. It was in halfing but roughly translates as “Darn that hurt like a Giraffe Kneed Bilge Sponge.”

If anyone was watching the streets at this time at night, the would see Rekka returning to the inn with a stranger. She has billy help her to Isaac's room, where she knocks on the door and then called for Jessica. Isaac came out and a look of shock overcame his calm face.

“Wha?! What in the 9 hells happened to you?” he asked

Unsure if it was really Isaac, Rekka asked Isaac’s password, "what the weather for today?”

“Absolutely miserable, but it doesn't look like you'd agree.” Isaac said, not skipping a beat.

Rekka turned to Billy and say "Thank you, I'll see...I'll met both of you tonight." She then turns to where Isaac voice is, "I'll need a little help, blind as a bat you know."

 Billy gave her over to Isaac and left. Rekka directed Isaac to her room. Jessica was awake by this time and was just as shocked as Isaac at the sight of Rekka. “Isaac, do you know who that was?”

“Yes Rekka, I am aware of who that was. You said you'd be seeing them again tonight?” he asked, helping Rekka sit on the bed.

“Yes to get other things but Allow me explain from the beginning.   I went in and the blacksmith and his assistant knew who I was. No kidding since he was the same on in Poldunk. the one that disappeared. Jess the very one that told you stories. Anyway Issac you were right, Soultrapping that's what it called. the thing that happened to Billy. anyway It's very dangerous, even the gods fear them, since they cannot kill them but the soultrapped can kill gods easily as killing a mortal." she allows this to sink in, before going on.
"The blacksmith told me that I must, I must, set right all the errors of the patheon had made. That I must see the quest to its end and not fall before that otherwise the whole world and...all else. would, or was it could, fall with me."
"Anyway they gave me this," pulling at the armor she is now wearing (sorry I forgot to say she put it on in the PM/IM).
The metal is strange, almost transparent, shifting between metallic and misty every moment.
"I asked for some things to be made and before I left i asked about the marks in my eyes. the blacksmith told me that they had no power or special properties in and of itself but the crystals eyeballs did... in a bad way." Rekka removed the Blindfold, the burn marks around her eyes are evident. she opens her eye lips and there once again is nothing. "So he removed him." she close her eyes and replaced the blindfold. "I'm afraid that anyone that might be scrying on us, it would have been easy to do so through me with those eyes." she half frowns on that. "Take that into account for what we do now."
"Isaac, or you jess have you...never mind, I'll ask another time. it's not really important right now."

“Eech, that's quite the monumental decision you made there.” He said about her eyes, “Any idea what you want to do about seeing now? There is a cleric of Saint Cuthburt in town if you want to look,” he chokes a little, “into attempting a restoration spell. And the armor... suits you well.”

“I wouldn't have allowed him to take the crystals eyes if I didn't believe he would be able to do something. and thanks.”