Gollaon coughed up blood and sat up, his eyes wide and starting. “Wha . . .” he coughed again. “What happened?”
“You took a spear to the chest, hit your heart and lung,” replied Voddick.
“Sounds bad,” croaked out Gollaon.
“You have no idea, you were stone dead, my friend,” replied a grave Voddick.
“Then how?”
“That your lover of yours, the one you charmed last week was more taken with you then I thought. They pushed themself to the bring of death to bring you back. We have them wrapped up in warm blankets, they should recover, given a few days of peace.”
“Did we win that at least?” Gollaon tried to look around.
“I think so,” nodded Voddick, “for the sake of both of you.”
Gift of Life
These tokens come in a variety of shapes and sizes, always made of silver or more valuable metal sometime decorated with designs in enamel or inlaid in other precious metals, the design call to healing, life and rebirth, a phoenix being especially popular.