Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170725043749/@comment-5583506-20170725220016

"Oh, I see... uhm..." Catryn glanced over at the still dreaming Khajiit. "Our 'healer' seems to be a bit out of touch at the moment, but maybe you could..."

Then there was a gasp from the bed as the Khajiit all of a sudden rose up vertically as if he had been a vampire from some cheap book of horror fiction.

Catryn shrugged. "... or you can just come in. He seems to have snapped out of it."

Shanks rubbed his temples with a dampened groan.

"So what did you see this time, cat?" Torbjorn asked. "Mountains of cheese?"

Shanks just shook his head. "Shanks will tell you all about it, snowman. But not now. Later. Yes, later. Not important right now. Far away he was. Too far away."

Catryn tapped on the Khajiit's shoulder. "Lucky that you... uhm... 'woke up' when you did. You've got someone here who might require your help." She motioned at Olren.

It took a moment for the Khajiit to stabilize himself, his slit eyes fixed on the boy. "Hmm? Oh, yes. Shanks remembers now. Or maybe he didn't forget in the first place? Whatever it was that he forgot. Anyway", he said and rose up from the bed, stumbling forward rather comically to greet the boy. "What ails the patient? Nightmares? Poison ivy? Just poison? It's not the 'runs', is it?"