Rikive grimaced as the witch explained to her what she found. She looked down at Parael still in her arms and chewed the inside of her cheek in thought. "I don't think we should use the potion. It may allow him to speak for a few hours, but I don't want to accelerate this becoming permanent." She said with a sigh, walking over to the bed to sit down.

"Estelle was the only one to touch the sword before Parael. Before he became this, neither of us sensed anything malevolent in the house." She said, distractedly holding Parael's chubby little hand between her fingers. "Is it possible...someone or something took possession of her?" Rikive asked hesitantly, not wanting to panic the mother. "She has been sleeping for a long time, as though something completely drained her."

Rikive looked down at the sword and her frown nearly turned into a scowl. What a lovely mess this all turned out to be. She wanted nothing more than to kill the being responsible for it. "I don't have a great deal of knowledge about magic and spells. Forgive me for asking this, but if something used Estelle to do this, is there anyway to track it's magic back to the source using her?"