[Maeggaladiel]

Eleniel patted the dog's head as Elkamia dressed his wounds with the contents of several vials. Eleniel was not a healer: that was not one of the gifts that her mother passed to her. She had no idea what the liquids were supposed to do to Arrow, but she trusted Elkamia.

"He'll sleep for a while, but I think he'll be fine. He'll be warm enough out here, I'm sure, with the horses around in here," the elf said as she finished. Arrow's eyes closed and he began to snore loudly almost immediately. Eleniel's mouth curved into a smile.

"Thank you very much," she said. "I wish there was something I could do to repay you for your help." She began to mentally scan the contents of her own pack, resting on a chair back in the Inn. She was a merchant collecting goods, for crying out loud. There had to be something in there that would serve as repayment.

Beside her, Arrow's legs began to make running motions as he chased some creature through a hazy dream. Eleniel laughed.

"So, what brings you to the Green Dragon, Lady?" she asked, turning back to Elkamia with a grin.