Re: Volsh's Ordeal
Sister Lar smiles as Volsh is confirmed as himself by his friends, and steps aside with the protective circles open and the door swung wide. "Go run with your friend... but let us keep it within the walls of the Conclave for now, yes?"
Thunder, Narthian, Volsh, and Bruenor right behind on Demon can race through the Conclave, through the gardens and parks, around the trees and statues and benches, dodging the buildings and shrines as they run out their energy under the light of a full moon.
And as the moon starts to set and dawn begins to loom, Volsh can feel himself begin to slide into a man's skin again, fully remembering the exhilaration of running with a pack of friends.
For those less interested in running off energy and more about specifics, Sister Lar turns to Farian, Lantamori, and anyone else who had stayed behind. "He has mastered his mind, and has kept himself and his heart his own. That is now an assurance; that part of the curse no longer is a danger to him. For now he will change with the moon, but as he grows in strength, he will be able to summon the change other nights and even days, and will be able to stop it if he wishes. As long as he is diligent and has friends, he will continue to learn and grow in strength, as wolves do when within a pack. His strength can protect you, and your friendship will strengthen him."
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Over the next day, those who were up half the night can catch up on their sleep, and those more arcanely incline can finish up their copying of spells. The next night Volsh will transform again, the moon holding her sway, but no longer a cause for terror. The third night is the last of his transformation for another full month, and the Leafblade Company is free to return to Port Lyalee and their job awaiting them there...