Monte Mora
Alene smiled. She cast out a fizzing bolt of green energy over the area. Wounds healed, bruises faded, and the near-dead sighed as they were soothed by positive energy.
Her knees trembled slightly with exhaustion, but she stubbornly kept upright.
"There. Now, if you will, lead the way."
Where he goes, she will follow.

The Shadowlands
Aquaeris wandered through the plane, marveling in its beauty. He saw a palace-like structure.
Walking up to it, he politely knocked on the door.