"...You're hurt, that's all it is. Let me help," the druid explains, reaching one hand toward the bunnyfolk's arm. Closing his eyes and shaking off the resurgence of exhaustion that comes with this relatively minor use of power, he gestures and intones and clasps his fingers about Sashi's wrist [Cure Light Wounds, 1d8(6)+5 = 11 points healed] and her cruelly-gouged flesh swells with new vitality, blood quickening as skin sews and stitches back together over newly-healthy muscle. "I'd meant to save the healing for the captives, if they needed it, but... I'm sure they wouldn't begrudge you it now," he whispers, drawing his cloak tighter about himself.<br/><br/>Raising his voice as he registers a question asked of him, he speaks with dark finality above his weariness, "Harmless now, perhaps, but a Pact-breaker still." To him, that seems a perfectly thorough answer to the question of what's to be done with the lizard.<br/><br/>The druid labors his way to the fire, sitting and tugging his haversack open with one paw before laboriously dragging the pair of tents he's been keeping in trust of the party. "I'm sorry. I can't help set these up right now," he apologizes, motioning Heshaar over to the fire as well, while he nestles back to lean against her quietly-gurgling side. Relaxing in the warmth, he starts to relay what he's learned.<br/><br/>"Our enemy says the forces of the white Dragon Gyriax are raising an army from Jejuna," the druid announces to the heroes. "He believes they mean to conquer the whole of the Valley." After a few moments'  silence, he speaks somewhat more quietly, "This dread season began when a talisman attuned to the power of Winter fell into the hands of a white Dragon. It is not hard to imagine that these white Dragons are one and the same. That would mean that this has all been his design from the very beginning, and that trying to end the Winter or put a stop to the forces massing in Jejuna would mean standing against the power of a beast terrible and mighty enough to do all of this... and Jejuna may already house many of his loyal."<br/><br/>"...I cannot imagine anything more dangerous," he admits. "But my brethren stand against him, and I with them. ...That is all that I know," he finishes. Slumping back against Heshaar, he gazes dimly at the lizard he carries. "If there is more to ask our prisoner, now is the time. I am very tired..."