During the bustle of the morn, and far after the drowess had visited Glenn Burnie, there would be yet another admittance to the Rememdium Edificium, carried effortlessly in the arms of a male drow following behind the quick pace of a distinctive female drow. She had hoped to converse with a certain treasure hunter about the details of a dream.. but found him comatose, not unlike the mapmaker, in his own room.
With a huff of breath, the dark-skinned woman cleared the threshold of the Rememdium, and called out, "Anica!"
Nurse Fairwell came to the call moments later, kind eyes wide to the unconscious form, speaking with urgency in her voice, "Come.. come quickly. Let us place him to rest next to Mr. Burnie."
Sarayn nodded and motioned the other to follow, and soon Tebrin was laid to rest in a bed next to the mapmaker.
Fiddling with this and that, and preparing what was necessary for yet another admittance, Nurse Fairwell looked at Sarayn and whispered, ".. what is happening..?"
For once, the well-informed drowess was at a loss and said, ".. I--I don't know. But I have no doubt that we will find out soon enough."
