“Ah, but he did.” Devral grinned. “At least, in a manner of speaking. The story I told you was true. I had fallen from my horse and a wandering Wild Elf tended by broken leg. The bone had gone all the way through the skin. I had been lying there for days, delirious with pain until I thought I might die of it, but he gave me something that made it all just... go away.
“As my leg was healing, I tried to get him to give me more, but he wouldn’t, even though I was clearly still in pain. He gave me other herbs, but nothing was like the dreamroot. I couldn’t understand why he was keeping it all for himself. I had to have more.” Devral licked his lips.
“I bashed his head in while he was sleeping one night and went through his bags until I found it. He didn’t have as much as I had hoped, and I w
