Chapter 3: Again From The Top
Tobias rested on the soft grass near the mouth of the cave, it was all he could do to prop himself up on his elbows, his palms supporting the small of his back, his head feeling overly large and heavy and his legs like over-cooked noodles.
"Get home children, quickly lest your parents and the village worry. This was an accident, take care of where you decide to play from now on. You're very lucky that Leland wasn't eaten."
Looking up to the rest of his companions in this little adventure, Tobias reached out his shaking hand for help up. "We'd best get along as well, the spell will not last long, and may infuriate the beast upon his awakening. I'm nearly spent as it is, but we ought best continue our search for the Tanner. Assist me to my feet please, I'll do my best to keep up."
He used his staff to assist and then leaned heavily upon it, the burgundy light having faded completely now.
"I won't be able to manage much more I'm afraid, the magic is... very costly," Tobias admitted quietly, and his gaunt features showed well his nickname, the Haggard.