Phyrreth was laying in her bed, sweating heavily when Erel looked in on the woman, a damp cloth on her forehead. Syral was in the laboratory, getting healed up by the cleric, and it looked like the Varisian woman that Erel had rescued from the fire was almost healed. Zyrah, on the other hand, was in the chapel to Sarenrae, sitting alone in front of the altar as she prayed.