Gerund's eyebrows went heavy, and his wrinkles fell over his face as he frowned.<br/><br/>"I see..." He mumbled, "What can I do to help, Rhianna? Emon's our best healer and I doubt our other magicians have an expertise in those kinds of spells." The older man sighed, pondering in thought for awhile. He finally said, "I'll see if I can buy off anyone in the Tythian army...If not, We'll find someone from another town."