Talo lays his hands on Gordon to mend his many wounds.
Gordon looks somewhat surprised by Talo’s prayer but accepts the healing all the same.
Still breathing heavily from the fracas, Talo takes a moment to bless the souls of the honourable dead. “Let’s press on, shall we?” The Axe of Clanggedin smiles at the war-friends he has.
Gildor says,”Let’s clear these rooms. Search for anything worthwhile. Perhaps Cynan and someone else can stay in the hallway to watch our backs?”