The man had be sitting in the corner most uncomfortable for the longest while. Among those wounded in the encounter with the cultists he was one of the more injured ones. Now he was leaning into the chair with the injured leg being raised so as to be better in the grips of the healer as she worked her magic on him. Now with the pain hitting him much more clearly he simply grunted softly as he waited on for her to finish.  

He sat with eyes closed as he kept himself busy by concentrating on two threads of thought, one was to take some lessons out of his performance against Syella as getting wounded like is pretty bad. Sure he probably held his own alright but he could do better. He could refine his approach and avoid getting hit again like that, the question was how much would she refine her own strategies against them.  The other thing he was keeping track of was the conversation between Chres, the white haired woman whose name he didn't catch, and a very tall newcomer.  

Gradually he lost focus on his fight and the outcome and focused more on this conversation and the speculation over this pact of cooperation with this entity and their fight against the cult.  The healing was done and soon the woman went on to attend another person. 

"I think it's rather simple," he said with eyes open, "That moment where we decided live in exchange for doing his work of fighting them is the moment we all became pact members and received some sort of blessing. I guess they call it the 'unspoken pact' since we really didn't swear an oath or really actively seek out this alliance, but I think it might have to do with the nature of our blessing. It's not within our friend's style to be straightforward and neither will his blessing be. It'll be of a subtle and almost capricious nature that's gonna make us work for our victories and we'll probably have a bunch of close calls and some losses gating our progress. In short, we can win this but it's gonna be pain in the ass, but  don't worry too as we're probably gonna get jerked around in the right directions. Also, maybe being amusing will get us some extra favor."

He took pause in speaking as he looked around. There was some food for them to eat but he wondered if there was enough to last the day as they cooped up in the house. Already he was feeling antsy and somewhat uncomfortable. There was too many people than he was used to and his liquor was pretty much out. "We should try and figure out how to deal with the cult on our asses soon though. Doing something that'll inflict chaos on them seems like it'll both gain us favor and be effective in stopping them from converting the entire town or at least give us room to escape. Anyway, I'm up for doing guard duty or scouting."