[ Torth was a petty man, and he wasn't about to limit it to kids like Elden. He had it planned out -- a little splash of water on the oracle's face to wake him. It would be harmless fun and revenge for the healing trick he pulled. (Inwardly, he lamented that Elden didn't have longer hair. Otherwise, he would have liked to braid it and see how long it took the boy to notice.)
However, as he settled into his watch, keeping a close eye on the entrance, he could hear some shuffling coming from Elden's bed roll. He glances over for a moment. A nightmare, probably. With everything they'd been through, it wasn't a surprising occurrence. Torth was about to turn his attention back to the cave entrance when the shuffling turned into violent thrashing, accompanied by groans and whimpers. And then.
Screaming.
Torth immediately abandoned his station and rushed over to the sleeping boy, grabbing his shoulders and trying to shake him out of his nightmare. ]
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However, as he settled into his watch, keeping a close eye on the entrance, he could hear some shuffling coming from Elden's bed roll. He glances over for a moment. A nightmare, probably. With everything they'd been through, it wasn't a surprising occurrence. Torth was about to turn his attention back to the cave entrance when the shuffling turned into violent thrashing, accompanied by groans and whimpers. And then.
Screaming.
Torth immediately abandoned his station and rushed over to the sleeping boy, grabbing his shoulders and trying to shake him out of his nightmare. ]
Elden, wake up! Elden!!