"There... there is the village." Korlash huffed, out of breath. He removed himself from Leonce's arm and walked up to the gate. "This man is a friend of mine. If you have a problem with him, you have a problem with me." He then walked through the gate, towards the Healer's hut, mushrooms in hand.

Opening the door, Korlash walked into the hut. "Hey here you go," He said, handing the mushrooms to the man. "GIve these to her." He stood near the bed where she relaxed in her half consciousness. He hid his dead eye, not wanting her to see it. "I just really, really hope this works." Outside the window was Leonce, looking around and being talked to by many of the elves. HE could have guessed as much. Leonce was a natural friend maker. He decided to let Leonce keep the sword, as a reminder for him.