[h2]Tyaethe[/h2]

As the healer finished the bulk of their work, Tyaethe waved for them to carry on and... well, stood there. Fionn had called for her attention for some reason, but aside from not having a clue what relevance she was supposed to have, it seemed that had resolved before she could have contributed anyway. Besides, what relevant skill did she have? "I'm somewhat resistant to curses by dint of regenerating and having far too much mana" wasn't a transferable talent. The only other thing she could do would have just been to put the man out of his misery, and that didn't seem to be the goal anyway.

What [i]should[/i] she do now? Nominally, she was guarding these prisoners, but that didn't really count as doing anything. They were too scared to run for the most part, and even if they did it would be pointless to chase them. There were going to be enough other knights spreading out to do that.

Search for some trace of their missing evil? It probably wasn't here. Now that the fighting was over, Cae Mayl felt... normal. There was the pall of death and black magic, but it hadn't been changed fundamentally, and would probably clean up entirely once the moon properly rose. If there was anything here, it had to be gone. Even if it was, what good would she be in finding it? "Hey, can you find something when you can barely see what's going on?" It would be the fort again.

Same for finding Haelstadt's head (and how had that happened? Odd), the scent of blood was too ubiquitous to point out one person's missing body part.

She'd just stand here and wait for the moon, then. There was nothing else for her to contribute.