Tholim looks at the door "Who's that?" Tholim whispered to Galie.

"I don't know." Galie replied.

Falin blinked at Silvan. "I . . . um..." She could tell he was in pain and moved out of the way. "I'm no healer, but my son can go find one. Please, just call me Falin though."

Sauriil: Its good to see you Falin.

(Alright, I give. Is he physically here or not?)

(No)

Falin blinked and glanced around. 'Sauriil?' she thought.

"Shall we come back another time?" Tholim asked.

Falin hesited, "No, I should only be a moment."

Tholim and Galie sat back down.

Would you prefer if I was here physically?

Sauriil comes down as a golden spectral figure and materialized. 'Now, this Bosmer here was one of the Corrupted, as was everyone else in Valenwood. But there is a problem. Many of those who were cured are slowly turning back to their cannibalistic ways. Silvan here is one of them.'

'Yes. I have strange urges for Bosmer flesh.'

'Do you have any of the remaining cure?'

Tholim gets up in shock

"Is that the greateset mage to ever live, Sauriil Adorin?"

"I'll worry about introduction later." Falin turned to Dereth "Can you go get that box I delivered to the healer?"

(is dereth your son or your husband)

(Dereth is her husband, Covan's her son. Sorry, should have been more clear. Someone else is free to play Dereth if they choose. I have plans for Covan though.)

'I see you have found one to start a family with. Good. I pray you don't lose your love, as I did, in an old life.'

Silvan sat silently, he couldn't wait for the cure. A life without the urge for the flesh of my brothers and sisters.