Again, like before, he prayed for the healing of a dear friend. The words of pleading to the Father were full of emotion and sincerity, bringing him closer and closer to the brink of tears.

As his prayer came to a close, he heard and remembered the painful, yet hopeful words of his teacher and guide, Strongbow; as well as his asking upon his usefulness.

"Master Strongbow...is there anything I can do to aid ye?"

He remembered himself ask. Strongbow merely gave a faint smile and nodded.

"Aye, there is. Pray for her."

The young elf nodded excitedly, now given another task and step in his Clerical Training as well as the opportunity to aid a good friend.

For Strongbow, and most of all for Veil, he would stay here, sleep here, and live here until she was well. It was all he could do and it was all he would do.

He went back to his prayers...