DOLMAN "Ye-ye-ye-yes, milady. My sweet sister, Diana, was the druid that you wounded the other day. She now lies unconscious and maybe dying. I...I know that it was you that wounded her, milord, and I really don't blame you, for I know well that she and her wolves attacked you. But, you are a paladin, pledged to do good. Can you not find it in your heart to heal her now, since we know that only you can do it? She is no danger, and would be grateful, I know."
SIR BLANDAMOUR (frowns) "I? I killed a female druid, not wounded one. I know that she was dead, for I...oh, never mind, I knew it."
DOLMAN (shakes his head sadly) "Yea, I know that you killed her, milord, but my father brought her back, but to the brink, only. She lies and bleeds, and it takes all of our father's skill to keep her alive. Will you not come, milord? Can you deny healing to a suffering girl, when you could see her bright and alive again?"
SIR BLANDAMOUR (Compresses lips) "Very well, since you put it like that, I shall heal the girl. But, I must be certain that I shall not be attacked, for that would negate any good I would do, by killing more of your people. If the Lady Isaura can go and be my ambassador and grant me free passage, I shall journey to your village and cure this druidess. But, mind you, if any harm come to her, the least little scratch, and I shall level your village to the ground. Am I clear?"
DOLMAN (Claps hands) "Perfectly clear, milord." (Turns to Isaura "Well, Lady, will you do this thing?"
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