"We're surrounded," Luca proclaimed as he gazed out at the street from our second-floor window.
His proclamation was more or less the same report I received from Thor's kobolds and Thom's drow.
"Can we expect their number to thin by dawn?" Ashley asked.
"No such luck," I responded while I checked the map of the city laid out on the table. "Mostly fairies out there."
"Um, I know I'm new to this and all, but, now that you've taken off my collar… won't dawn take me back to Mudgard?" Ty spoke up from the chair furthest away from the window. He caressed his neck which was probably a response from remembering the collar that bound him to the Fayne. "That's how it works, right?"
I glanced over to my friend, freshly healed by Berrian less than an hour ago, and noticed he still had a scar on his left cheek. I had no doubt that a lot of his physical scars remained as not everything was healed by magic or potion.
