Kleris nods to Kett, the last thing they needed right now was Nameless throwing a fit and slowing them down. They would be swamped with undead and guards in a second. He yanks on the reins a bit to pull their horse over closer to Arimart and Nameless. "Sir! This is not Thalinost but we are on a very important mission for your safety. If you jump of the horse now you will die and we will die with you to the hordes of enemies on our tails. If you want answers then let us bring you to a safe place and we will answer everything you want! Choose to live sir, people need you alive!"

He reaches out and touches the pretend shifter on the side, pushing some healing power into his body. Healing up some of the wound he took from the arrow and giving him a big smile. Now to be fair the people that needed him alive were law enforcement that would try him for war crimes but it was still true.

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