Satrina Charms the Demi-giant

"I'm very sorry about your door, sir," Satrina said, "but our companion has been taken ill with a fever and we desperately needed a warm place where she could rest for the night." She indicated where Tarsa lay on the bed of furs. "So when there was no reply to our knocking, we decided that there was nothing for it but to force an entry. We will of course recompense you for the door and for the hospitality that I am sure that you would wish to show us."

The man seemed mollified. "In the circumstances, there will be no charge for the door, or for your staying the night," he said. "I'm sorry that I jumped to a hasty conclusion. I should have realised that you didn't have the look of a vandal, though I can't say as much for your companion there." Fred bristled at that, but wisely said nothing. The man went on: "Let me have a look at the poor lassie. I have some skill with herbal infusions for the treatment of fevers."

He walked over to where Tarsa lay, barely conscious, and laid his hand on her forehead.

1. "Aye, she's burning up," he said. "She must drink plenty of water, and I will add some healing herbs to it."
2. When he touched Tarsa, she screamed as if his hand had been red hot.

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