Everard gives Heinrich a pensive look.
"Your wife… I see. I dreamt I saw a lady of the Faerie folk who needed saving. And I did. With a sword wreathed in flame. It was... interesting."
When Felix addresses whatever power resides in the Peace, he directs a polite bow in the direction of the tree.
Sylvan:
"I am duly grateful for the help and nourishment I have received. Thank you so much."
While Heinrich works, Zayla wanders over to the large stone to take another look at it. She'll spend as much time as she needs to examine every bit of it.
She can see the similarities between this rock and the ones comprising the fairie ring, but this one has no markings that she can see.
Bump.