Rushing in

*Blodwulf runs into the guild of light with his hands over his bloody mouth before collapsing on the floor*

As Blodwulf stumbles into the guild, Harrold looks up from the resurrection circle. He watches as Blodwulf face plants and then rushes over to help.

*Healing arts*

Upon checking him over, Harrold says a few words and a glowing ball of light emanates from his palm and presses into Blodwulf. *your tongue is restored and you feel completely refreshed*

"Thank you, lord." He says to Harold, giving him a small now of his head. "How many gold pieces do I owe you?" Reaching into his pouch at his hip*

Harrold sputters. "L-lord?" And when Blodwulf reaches into his pouch Harrold frantically waves his hands. "No payment is necessary, however you are always welcome to make a donation to the Guild."

*pulling out 10 gold pieces, he hands them to Harold.* " I wish I could give more but, this gold is going to an important personal matter.

Harrold takes the gold pieces and smiles. "Well, we appreciate all donations. We'll put it to good use."