"hmm, crisis averted, we need to find somewhere to rest, the boy won't be able to make any long trips. Druid? could you do us one more favor?"
I climb on top of the stone embankment and look to the old shell of the house, seeing the flash of the knight's chainmail and make a quick decision.
"we need somewhere, safe and natural to rest up, could you maybe send a scout, like a bird or something to have a look around? somewhere unnoticable, but close to the road if you please."
Pfft, its not like I ever really used it, I was given a great gift upon my creation, a gift men call insanity. It has worked quite well for me to this date.
And good miss, it would be wise for you to gain a sudden and profound fear of the darkness.
Don't wanna know what that smells like.
and about the sycophant, I am intrigued, tell me more.
and comics, make more! better! Faster! O.k, sit down now.