Pain. It surges through bone and blood. It tears at Ciaveth's heart, where the silver shard once rested. A hole has been carved into her flesh, just above her heart, and raggedly stitched by an unskilled hand.
What will she do?
Kaelyn gets an extended version of protection from arrows, and a thank you for the nice buffs.
Gann waves a hand and says a word and casts something on Kaelyn too, but he doesn't explain anything about what it does or why he's doing it. Or even ask for permission before casting it.
(It's owl's insight, if anyone in this party of spellcasters makes their spellcraft check.)
Kaelyn - flinches, just slightly, but smiles without a trace of insincerity. "Thank you."