orbs of metal from it and placed it on the ground and watched as it spread to cover the entrance.
Thad sat Bahia down secure in the knowledge that his magical wall would keep them safe. Not only was the wall enchanted to be strong enough to withstand a charging bull it was also made so that it would absorb and blend into the heat patterns of the surrounding rock making it look like nothing more than a stone wall to the night eyes of the Vathari. Thad and Crusher had used the magical wall many times over during their long stay in the tunnels underneath the earth.
Bahia was unconscious but still moaning when Thad sat her down, blood flowing freely from the arrow still lodged in her arm and the nasty gash that she had on the back of her head. Thad was not much of a healer but he was sure he could help her enough to keep her from dying. Thad first broke the tip off the arrow then pulled it out of her arm. As soon as the arrow was free the amount of blood flowing from the wound increased two fold. Acting quick Thad switched to magesight and studied the wound. One of the veins carrying her lifeblood had been severed, that was what was allowing the loss of so much blood. Thad focused his energy on the damaged willing it to mend itself. After a few antagonizing moments the blood stopped flowing and the wound had healed itself enough thatThad could no longer see the meat inside of her arm, he sat back and allowed himself to rest.
Bahia’s other wound was more delicate, head wounds always were. The wound itself looked only superficial but Thad knew that even a light head wound could cause death. He wasn’t sure why they were so dangerous he just knew they were so he figured his best bet was to tread carefully. Thad cut three long strips out of a clean tunic he pulled from his pack that had been magically enchanted to hold five times its normal capacity. Taking the clean strips of cloth Thad made a makeshift bandage for Bahia’s wound. Once that was done the only thing left to do was sit and wait.
Thad built a small fire to stave off the cold. He wasn’t sure if the Vathari preferred the coldness but he was beginning to shiver so he decided to risk Bahia’s displeasure should she wake. Though he had slept in the same tent with her , it was the first time Thad had seen Bahia’s sleeping face. In the tent Thad had always been sectioned off and threatened with death should he try and peek at the sleeping priestess. It had added a bit of wonder to the moment and the woman who now lay before him. Gently Thad brushed the stray strands of black hair that had fallen over her face.
Watching her Thad thought back to the battle. The attack had taken them by surprise and Bahia’s first instinct had been to protect him. He was positive that when she tossed him to the ground and covered him that she had been uninjured. Had she not been there he most likely would had been the one to catch the arrow and most likely not in the arm. Why had she protected him, and why did everyone keep calling him the son of Moriudonius. Thad didn’t know his father but he was sure his name wasn’t Moriudonius.
Thad was woken by someone tugging hard on his arm saying his name. Groggily he opened his eyes to find himself staring into Bahia’s troubled face. “Where are we mage, I can’t find a way out did the tunnel collapse?” Bahia asked with a slight bit of terror creeping into her voice.
“ What…we’re fine…I just put up a wall to keep us hid.” Thad said rubbing his eyes and shaking away the last vestiges of sleep from his mind.
“So we are safe for now, good.” She said the sound of relief clear in her voice.
“What happened back there? Why did your comrades attack us, why did they want me and who in the blazes is Moriudonius?” Thad asked confused and curious about the events of the previous day.
“Those were not my comrades; they belonged to a different Vathari village.” Bahia growled. “They wanted you because you’re a human