*The room is very nice, almost too rich for a small village. A soft bed, which he’s bound to, curtains hanging from the high bedposts in a gossamer canopy of light blue. A moment later an elderly man steps in.*
Man: Ah. You’re awake. *and without waiting for Darnell to ask questions he slips back out, returnng a few minutes later with a younger man. The you ger man looks to maybe be thirty-ish; handsome, black hair and dark eyes...and definitely a noble if his fine clothes are any indication.*
Lord: Ah, welcome back to the land of the living. *he’ll pull over a chair and sit beside the bed where Darnell can see him.*