Atas

Today, Atas awakens from his Trance later than usual, and when he moves he still is somewhat shaky on his feet. Though he manages to eventually get back into a stable stance, and goes on to help Kyra dress her wounds, it's clear that his wound has taken a toll on him.

"Curse the frailty of this body." he mutters to himself as he sits with the barbarian. "How is it that you can steel yourself so, Kyra? It is an impressive skill."

Later on, the only comment in regards to the bandit he offers is "There is no greater weakness than to run from a battle you have chosen." There is a slight hint of bitterness to his voice, which however passes when he turns his attention to more immediate interests. "This does strike me as a good place to make into a base, though I must admit to being inexperienced in such matters. What I will say, however, is that we should explore the surroundings of the tower at least, so we may decide how to approach it when we do attack it in earnest."