The distant sound of voices was what brought Garanth from the depths of sleep. The mumbling noises causing him to frown and groan slightly. After a few moments the fuzziness cleared and he saw the rather pleasant form of Ves sitting next to him. He was in a large bed and was covered in bandages, which made him feel like an old corpse from the crypts far below.
With a groan he tried to sit up, but sagged from the wave of pain. 
After a few moments he raised a hand in an awkward greeting gesture.
"Well isn't this a strange reunion" He scowled as another blast of pain hit him.
"Damn this back! One strike from some backstabbing grunt and I'm bed ridden like some sickly old man"
He tried to sit up again but failed. So instead he looked up at Ves helplessly.
"You look nice...Not that that is relevant. Where are my men? Are they alright?"