Now back in his place,
There was once more hope
For the human race.
The Future that did
Loom above so bleak,
No longer did make
Anyone feel weak."
- Excerpt from the "The Ballad of Jysalef", as Written by Gulosc the Bard
Chapter 40: "So Auspicious a Day"
Jysalef, currently sitting on the ground, grunted disgustedly to himself; the swordsman had already been there for five annoying minutes, and yet he was still waiting for the numerous spots in his field of vision to finally clear up. When the priestess had moved to use her abilities on his many burn wounds - otherwise he'd still be laying down immobile - she had informed him to not open his eyes during the process, right now Jysalef really wished he had listened to that advice. The spell's blue light hadn't actually seemed all that bright when he had witnessed Reoisce'aihr using it on her brother earlier, but - then again - it also hadn't been right next to his face either.
Somewhere far off enough that Jysalef c