This was when Neltor stepped into the conversation: “I think we should be healing my hand now.” The guide bent over and said “Elorn, help Neltor. I’m going to be feinting and vomiting all day, we’ll talk in the evening, once I’m back to my normal self again ...” The guide then slumped back to recuperate. "Speaking of which, have you noticed all the unusual peoples on this mainland?" asked Neltor, as he was being attended to by his brother. "And I recognized the one that attacked us as a skullka--right?" "Hmm, sounds cool!" "What?!" "What types?" "And so what type are you?"