Cold Comfort

Tiella studied her dagger, imbued now with the cold magic and life force of the drakes. She probed the power she now held and saw the potential there for healing. Certainly she could turn it to the removal of fever and infection and perhaps the strengthening of bones. She drew a small trickle of the magic into herself and tested it on an inflamed cut she had suffered to her leg while evading the earth spirits and smiled with relief as she saw the swelling go down and the flesh grow cool once more.

She turned to where Radis, Garand and Miles sat on the ground and scrambled down to her knees.

"Would any of you like healing?" she asked, "All I ask in return is that you tell me somewhat of yourselves."