Curtain of Stone

Ollie was just coming back from checking on the sleeping beehives. So far so good, the little huddle of bees were doing well to keep themselves warm until the brood in spring could appear. His conversation with Bas slipping in and out of his thoughts as he wondered what the future held for the Armada.

Suddenly a roar from the Warlord shook him to his bones as he was three steps away from the door of the tree house. Oh fuck, did the herbs cause an even worse reaction?

He bounded over the side of the stairs, leaping over the railing to meet Basilisk on the ground. He made another leap on the way down off a nearby tree to keep himself from breaking a leg on the ground.

Bas was holding the limp slave as he rushed toward him!
He dove for his kit in the den and pulled it out.

"Tell me what happened." He said as he placed his ear against ignitas pale chast after Bas laid her down. Her skin tone was paler than normal.

"Speech"