[b]"I've got you,"[/b] Ursaren said as he looked at the wound on An-Hasst's back. Yep, it was nasty alright. Quite nasty, indeed. Ah well, it wasn't something to dwell on for long as Ursaren raised his hands to the wound and placed them just near it, beginning a slow but calm healing spell over the wound. Flesh would begin to weave back in on itself as if nothing had happened originally, only causing An-Hasst a small prick of pain, if anything at all. [b]"I'm mending it back. If you feel any pain, it's working,"[/b] the old man stated bluntly as he looked on at the forest of mushrooms.

That forest was a pretty breathtaking sight. Never in his life had Ursaren seen something so enchanting and enticing. The glowing facade of underground mushrooms really did a number for how it looked. Ursaren did feel like he'd seen something like this before, way back during the time of his glory days, but it'd been so long that he forgot how good this was. After he was done healing An-Hasst, he'd definitely need to chronicle this in his journal.

In attempts to lighten the mood and get everyone in the mood for just a more relaxed environment, Ursaren thought of something humorous to say. [b]"Do you guys think that these mushrooms are cookable?"[/b]