Meanwhile Dizyk blessed in Dream by old silver-dragon god Myristil the Hearthsinger; Grettir Dreamed himself back home and met dream-mage Rothair, apparently friendly. Gave Grettir a hair-comb token from his love there in thanks for Grettir telling him where they were.
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Light-outlines of lions patrolling around the keep during the night. Unsure if they were friend or foe, or who set them to guard. Found out at dawn when attacked us unseen. They stayed invisible even when attacking, and we were hard-pressed - Korenn fell, and others were sore wounded - but we did prevail, much thanks to the fell blows of Parna, who could see them in his clever heat-viewing lenses.