The book contained many things on plants and cures and healing. Lothern listened to the two women talk and he put his input into the conversation. "The wizards never shared all their knowledge with everyone. Amongest themselves perhaps but what good would some of it do the rest of us. As for not share certain things here, Balazor had a good point. If one could heal lets say that young soldier back at the Fortress, what lessons would be leaned by mankind or even our own. War is something terrible and what happens to the soldiers needs to remind people that there are other alternitives to war that will not lead to such pain and suffering. To mend bodies of terrible wounds with magic would only encourage those that want war to start them, and ruin the lives of so many. If what Balazor says that book contains is true, use it wisely and only when necessary. It is something that everyone should not know, so guard it well."<br/><br/>Thorgan when out of sight of the others and was with Timberlane and Balazor, brought forth the flowers. Balazor stopped in his tracks and looked at Thorgan and smiled. "Ahhhhhh so this is why you were interested in the story." he looked back towards the room where Allassiel was. "So you are in love with the lovely elf." he took the flowers from Thorgan. "You are much like Egland. Mind you if you take the potion that these flowers will produce, there is no going back. You will live on and all of your family will age and die as will your friends, and any friends you make in the future among the world of humans. " Thorgan nodded. He knew what he was doing and what would happen. He would enjoy his time with his mortal family and friends and their memories would be there forever. He had seen how Egland and Silindreal were, and he wanted to be that happy with Allassiel. He knew that he could rule his kingdom for centuries, but that was not his plan for that. When his first born, be it a boy or a girl, came of proper age to rule, he would turn the throne over to him or her. They would have long lives as well and he hoped that they would follow his lead. Then like Egland and Silindreal, him and Allassiel could go forth and enjoy themselves by exploring and traveling. The old wizard continued. "Such a harvest of them. Where did you find so many?"<br/><br/>"At the fortress at the end of the pass. They were growing in a herb garden there." Thorgan told him.<br/><br/>"Well, young man, you have found a harvest of them. More then what is needed." he looked at Timberlane. "There are those on the Council that might benefit from such a brew. Their knowledge is valuable and it would be a terrible loss should they pass on. I will entrust some of the potions to you Master Wizard. To seek out those that would benefit from it and benefit the world with their knowledge." Turning back to Thorgan. "It will be ready for you before you leave." Thorgan nodded and then returned to the room, leaving Timberlane and Balazor to talk and perhaps go over things that the old wizard had learned in his journeys.