Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-11457306-20131228040548

Torene tore across the gangplank and through the main hatch, darting between two sailors coming up. She ran through the galley, almost knocking the cook over. Finally she reached the door to her cabin and snatched it open. Anwen was seated in the chair by the bed. She looked up.

"There was kind of a blue glow and his body twitched--but the potion must be working--he's asleep."

"Good," said Torene, breathing a sigh of relief. "He will awaken when the potion wears off, hopefully unaware of what has happened.  It is best this way.  To return to the body after so long, without any transition, would be too shocking for him."