The Storyteller had found himself a nice bench in town and had sat himself there to talk the ears off of anyone who would listen, be they on the street, in his head, or beyond the grave. He had just finished telling the tale of The Cardsharps and The Crone when he heard the screaming. [i]'Well, Storyteller'[/i] the voice said [i]'It's been fun, but I've got to run. See you soon!'[/i]. With that said, the cold faded away, leaving only the warmth in his left hand that signified Erudessa's presence.
"We haven't even left yet, and people are already screaming" The Storyteller said to Erudessa as he stood up and took off in the direction of the screams.

The Storyteller arrived just in time to see the hulking shadow flee the scene. He would have gone after it had he not noticed the girl. Within moments, The Storyteller was at the girl's side, a healing spell already forming in his left hand. "I've got you" The Storyteller said as he cast his spell on her wounds "You're going to be alright, don't worry".