A tremor coursed through Alex when the thugs said they would kill him and then start mutilating Soran if he hadn’t told them the truth. Alex hadn’t seen Soran pass the brooch to Rowan so he wasn’t sure if Soran was telling the truth or lying. For all he knew Soran could have thrown it where he said or still had it very well concealed on his person. Alex could tell Soran was in pain and felt for him. His own pain had intensified with the continued strained position and he knew he wouldn’t stay conscious for much longer. His vision blurred and he was the verge of loosing consciousness when his two captors collapsed on either side of him their hold on him losening. He heard the knife clatter to the ground then slid into oblivion, his body slumping forward. Alex didn’t feel anything for awhile after that.
When he finally woke up again it was to pain, an achy body and unfamiliar surroundings. His elfin senses picked up on the taint of the recent fire and the damp unclean smell. He moved. Intense pain flared on both sides of his body. Alex gasped then moaned softly gritting his teeth as he settled back into his previous position. He looked around a bit befuddled. His brown eyes took in the candle lit room he was in, then part of the blanket covering him. He felt the bare mattress beneath him. He moved his hands to his sides where he felt the pain most, his questing fingers encountering what he assumed were bandages.
His memory returned as he looked around the room again finally seeing Eremis. In a soft slighlty breathy voice tinged with pain Alex addressed the healer. “Era..Eremis tha-thank you...for...for helping...me.” He shifted slightly and drew in a gasping painfilled breathe. “In my pack...in the white box...you’ll find...some vials of liquid...and dried herbs. Umm.... The vials...containing blue liquid...are slow acting...healing potions. Ahh... The vials...containing green liquid...help ease pain. Wa-will you please...get one of each...and give them to me.”
He paused drawing in several more deep breathes trying to calm his fear yet causing himself more pain with each braethe he took. Then he began berating himself. “Should...should have been...more...more careful...probably didn’t...need to use invisibility spell...didn’t want to be seen...not too good at tracking...in...in city setting...hadn’t intended on fighting...was...was just going to follow...then go get help...if needed...spell drained most...most of my...energy...It failed when...when came upon...Soran and thugs..leaving me tired.”
Paused and drew in several more deep breathes moaning softly inbetween them. “Two thugs attacked...Didn’t have time...to...to gather energy...for more spells. Better with...with bow...than sword. Tried to fight...fight them...”
Looked at Eremis. “Is Soran still alive?” Eremis nodded and Alex sighed in vast relief. “Oh I am glad. If you feel...feel he needs potions...give one each...to him...too...umm...Where are we?”
Finally stopped speaking for the effort to do so was almost too much to handle right then. Remained still enduring the pain as quietly as he could waiting for Eremis to either give him the potions to drink or to assist him in drinking them.
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