>>5614477The head, contrary to what the Egyptian barbarians may think, is the great focal point of the soul in the body. A blow to a man’s head shocks the soul and inhibits its connection with the greater body. Since you’ve taken a great amount of abuse to the head recently, your soul has become both disassociated with your flesh as well as unused to sensations. There is no quick fix for this relationship between the body and the soul- you must rest and avoid further blows to the head lest there be a more lasting problem. Especially since you’ve experienced this twice in a relatively short span. As for how long it will take to recover, Castor claims he does not know. Longer due to the aggravation of this morning, most likely.
“I apologize for being unable to help you further, Nikandros. Unfortunately my healing can only fix the body itself, not restore its psychic connection. Now I must bid leave of you to go rest myself.” He then turns around and leaves. Pollux has not stirred in this whole time.
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A few days have passed in relative peace. After Pollux awoke and swore to not do anything else rash, he was released from his bonds. At Castor’s insistence he continues to rest, although he now has his own guest room in the palace since his injuries were less significant than yours in the healer’s opinion.
At long last Palamedes and Odysseus arrived, having travelled overland from Pylos to Mycenae at Odysseus’s insistence. You briefly met the two of them in this time.
Odysseus does not strike you as an impressive man at first glance. Short for a nobleman, of average build, with grey-streaked brown hair and a scruffy brown beard. However, you notice something about his eyes- a way of surveying, a steadiness and depth of expression- which first indicates that he is not a just an island provincial. His speech, what little of it you hear, is what worries you more. He speaks with a deep voice and eloquent winged words that impress.
Palamedes is a far less imposing man. Of a height with Odysseus, thinly built, wearing a little beard. His voice is reedy, his phrases clear but short in length. Yet in his hesitance to speak you detect his intelligence- even in a casual conversation he marshals his speech carefully.
