Greeson nded hard on his shoulder on the dark wood floor. With his teeth gritted in rage, he swung his arm wildly to grab at the arrow in his side only for the shaft of said arrow to dissolve into motes of light. Now with nothing to grab he smmed his palm down on the floor and growled, "I need a healer!" When no one immediately responded to his demand, he braced himself and yelled, "hey!"

  Finally, the low murmur of voices in the adjacent room stopped and the door opened. A blonde girl in white came towards him. He looked away from her, angrily gesturing at the wound in his side, "hop to it!"

  He could hear the eyeroll in her voice as she spoke, "how did you even get hurt? It's your fucking day off."

  Greeson gred at the Heroes' Rock Guild recruitment poster on the wall and said nothing. "And what about Kyna? Wasn't she with you?"

  He didn't need to respond, not that he would have, as Kyna teleported into the room.

  Greeson's wound itched as it was healed. The priestess' fingers twitched against his side when Kyna appeared, "if you're injured too, I swear to Queen Brayna-"

  "I'm fine." Kyna cut her off. "But we need to prepare. Tell Laura to get out here."

  The priestess, whose name Greeson couldn't be bothered to remember, finished healing him and stood, folding her arms over her chest. "I'm not your errand girl. Fetch her yourself."

  Greeson held his hand up to be helped but neither woman heeded his prompting so with a grunt and a put-upon groan he got to his feet under his own power, grumbling all the way.

  "This is important, Lena. Get Laura now!" Kyna snapped. For a moment Lena just gred, then she barked out a "fine!" before turning on her heel. "And Jana too!" Lena flipped Kyna off over her shoulder as she stalked back to the adjacent room.

  Greeson slid over to Kyna's side and leaned in to mutter at her. "What do we need Laura and Jana for so quickly?"

  "We were ambushed. We need to retaliate swiftly before they have time to prepare another one." When Greeson raised an eyebrow at her, not quite convinced, she continued, "don't you want to kill Mouse Trap's Cheddar?" Greeson's expression hardened and so did Kyna's, "and I need to finish what I started."