*time and space begins to distort and crackle once again. Desiree is pulled from the current reality, and dumped once again in a dark shadowy city. The area is very cold, but peaceful, and a gentle ringing music hums through the minds of everyone there. Desiree would soon find herself on the floor of a very comfortable bed in an Inn, lying on Royal Blue soft sheets, gossamer curtains draped around the bed. Nearby are three very large Orcs and a couple of Trolls, and Zulmire is seated in the corner, sleeping. He seems thoroughly pissed off even as he sleeps.
Nearby, Kalysto is lying on another bed, covered in a combination of bandages and leaves, literally dumped on him. He is completely comatose and not moving an inch. At his feet remains the same Healing Spring totem Zulmire placed down when he was in the camp infirmary.*