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Throughout the story, you will notice some odd spelling words for Caleb. This is not a mistake and was done intentionally to try and give him his German(Zimmian) sounding accent.

There may also be words that seem to spelled wrong to some people, I am from Australia and we spell certain words differently here. The most common are those words like Realise. Z is always replaced with an S in Australian spelling.

English is my first language but I do suffer from mild Dysgraphia, it is a disability that makes it harder to write and extremely difficult to pick up mistakes when writing. I do use both MS WORD and Grammarly to help me but some missed words, mistakes and even sentences that just stop midway will most likely slip through the cracks.

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Fjord sat in front of the fire poking the burning wood with his Falchion, the wood cracked and broke apart. He would need to add more if he wanted it to last through to the end of his watch and through the night. Around the fire, there were four tents set up, and a wagon with two horses resting in the small domed enclosure where the rest of the Mighty Nien was sleeping. It was a little cramped but it offered much better protection from the nocturnal monsters and any other unsavory characters who could be out there at night.

He looked up at the sky through the magical dome that was surrounded their camp, the smoke from the fire passed through it harmlessly. Ever since their run-in with the Iron Shepherds, a magic dome surrounded their campsite to protect them.

The Iron Shepards were a group of Slavers that had taken three members of the Mighty Nien right under the rest of the group's noses. The others didn't even know they had gone missing until the next morning. It had been a terrible wake-up call that the group was not as safe on the road as they had largely thought. When Fjord and two others had been taken by the slavers it was only through sheer dumb luck that the rest of the group had found and rescued them before they had been sold into slavery.

Even though the Mighty Nien had saved their kidnapped friends they still lost one of their own in the battles. Since then Caleb, the groups' cowardly wizard had learned better and more powerful protection spells to use at night when they were most vulnerable. While most of the group knew some type of magic, none of them were as knowledgeable or as talented in the arcane arts as Caleb was.

Despite the magical barrier in place, the group still decided that they would always have someone on watch; just encase. Fjord heard the shuffling of blankets, a he looked behind him to see Jester, a blue-looking devil come out of her and Beaus' tent.

"What are you doing up?" Fjord asked. He had a deep Texan accent to his voice"You're not on Watch tonight,"

"I know, but I have to go," Jester said through a yawn. Her voice was upbeat and bubbly, yet she sounded tired at the moment.

"Go? You're not pulling a Yasha on us are you?" Fjord asked.

"Not that kind of go," Jester huffed.

"What other kinds of go is there?"

"You know…go…use the little Tieflings room,"

Fjord blinked at her but showed no recognition on his face.

"The little orcs corner,"

Fjord still looked at her confused he had never heard of the little orcs corner. "I don't know what that is," He claimed "I've never heard that expression, and I happen to be part orc,"

"Of the love of…I have to pee," Jester clarified.

"oh…that kind of go," Fjord realised "It's the middle of the night,"

"I know but I really really need to gooo," Jester insisted and jumped up and down.

"I'll come with you,"

"No, you will not," Jester snapped. She suddenly realised that her response came out a little too loud and too quickly "I mean I can handle myself, and I'd rather you not look at me with my pants down," Jester clarified blushing a bit.

"Fine, just don't go far and don't be too long," Fjord instructed.

"I won't," Jester assured and she turned and walked through the magical dome. Fjord watched her go and shook his head, he threw another log on the fire.

Jester walked through the trees for a bit until she was far enough away from the camp that she would not be spied on but close enough for Fjord to hear her yell if she got into trouble; thanks to her more demonic like traits she could easily see in the dark so there was no chance she would trip and fall or run into a tree.

She lifted her dress and pulled down her panties, squatting down to relieve herself; her tail waving happily. It didn't take long and once she was done Jester made her way back through the trees to camp, skipping as she went. However, she hadn't got more than a few steps when she thought she heard someone swear, followed by a crashing of branches. Jester looked up and a man fell from treetops in front of her. Landing on the ground with a large thud and dust filled the air.

She let out a small cry and immediately summoned her large pink lollipop, it had a pink and white swirl pattern and a large pale green bow tied around the stick.

Jester coughed a few times as the dirt and dust cleared, once it had she saw that what had fallen and landed in front of her was a man. He laying on his side and wasn't moving. Jester carefully got closer and gave the man a nudge with the end of her oversized lollipop. The man didn't move or respond, he just lay there on the ground in front of her.

Jester inched closer and carefully bent down to examine the man. She reached out and touched him pulling away quickly but still got no response. Jester tilted her head a bit, whoever this was, they were not conscious. She looked up and saw a large hole in the trees and that several branches had been broken where the man had fallen from. She spied a few had been caught in the trees but several other branches were lying on the ground around and underneath the man.

She gave a light push on the man's shoulder and rolled him onto his back, that was when she saw the wound on the man's side and the arrows sticking out of him. Jester let out a small gasp and quickly searched for any sign that the man in front of her was still alive.

He didn't look like he was breathing and the arrows were not near any fatal spots. The injury on his side seemed to be the biggest problem…that and any damage he received from his fall. Thankfully the man was breathing, although it was very shallow and from what Jester could gather she raised her hand over so it was over the man's chest.

"Spare the Dying," Jester said as a pale green light emitted out of her hand and pink sparkling wrapped lollies fell from her hand and sprinkled onto the man; vanishing as soon as they touched the man's armor. The man took a deep breath of air through his nose but did not wake up.

Once the spell was complete Jester dismissed her Lollipop and let out a sigh and leaned back with her arms positioned behind her to support her. Thanks to her magic whoever this was would no longer be in danger of dying, for at least another 12hrs. If he didn't get to a healer before then the magic keeping him alive would fade, but Jester was confident she could completely heal him in the morning. She could always ask Caduceus to help heal him as well if she was not able to.

She reached down and slung the unconscious man over the back of her shoulders and started walking back to camp.

"I can't wait to show the others what I found," Jester said with a smile on her face.

As she was walking Fjord and the other members of the Mighty Nein suddenly burst out of the trees, weapons drawn and ready for battle. They quickly scanned the area with his yellow eyes before settling on the young Tiefling in front of him.

"Jester are you alright?" Fjord asked in concern. He had heard the crash of branches and the thud. The sound had woken the rest of the party, and they had immediately run out of the camp to find her as she was the only one not in camp and they were worried about her safety.

"Whos's that?" Nott asked and pointed to the man lying in front of Jester.

"Oh him, he fell from the sky," Jester said with a smile.

The entire group blinked and stared at Jester for a moment as if they were trying to process what she just said.

"I'm sorry vat?" Caleb asked. His Zimmian accent coming through.

"I was peeing and then this man fell from the sky," Jester claimed "He's hurt so I cast spare the dying on him,"

"Okay ignoring the fact that you think he fell from the sky," Beau started.

"He did,"

"Why did you cast spare the dying on him? He could be our enemy for all we know," the monk continued "also he got anything interesting on him?"

"I'll check his pockets," Nott volunteered, raising her hand in the air.

"Because this way I can keep him of course," Jester said like it was obvious "And Nott, at least wait till we're back at camp before you rob him,"

"Okay," the goblin whined. She said it like it was a chore to wait to pick the strangers' pockets.

"Keep him?" Caduceus asked confused.

"Yeah, maybe if we save him, he can lead us to a castle or some kind of city in the sky," Jester said excitedly.

"Jester those don't exist," Fjord claimed.

"You don't know that," Jester shot back "besides how many times have you met a man who falls from the sky?"

"Well…none but…"

"Exactly, that's why we need to keep him,"

"Before we do anything, we should do something about his injuries," Caduceus observed as he knelt next to the man and began to examine him.

"I'm completely out of magic," Jester sighed.

"Didn't you say you had enough magic for one or two more spells?" Nott remembered.

"Yeah but I summoned my Lollipop when he landed in front of me and then I used the remaining of my power to ensure he didn't die," Jester explained. She then looked up at the Firbolg "Duceus can you do anything,"

"Unfortunately, not tonight, I am in the same boat as you," Caduceus responded "I could make him a cup of tea if he wakes up,"

"So, some dude falls from the sky and your first instinct is to offer him a cup of dead people?" Beau asked.

"It worked with you didn't it?"

"Yeah, fair point," Beau agreed.

Caleb walked past the group and squatted down just behind Geralt's' head. He removed some of the man's hair to get a good look at him.

"Vell he looks human," the wizard mused "Could he be vith the empire?"

"We're pretty far from the front lines," Fjord claimed "Plus he's not wearing the colours of the empire,"

"Maybe he's just another mercenary looking to make some coin like we are," Beau suggested.

"Or maybe he got his wings cut off while flying through some very dense clouds," Jester added.

"I'm not efen going to bother to explain to you how impossible that is," Caleb commented.

Fjord looked up and saw the hole in the trees. He moved over and picked up one of the fallen branches off the ground and examined it closely.

"The broken branches have snapped and considering the damage done to the trees certainly indicates he fell from very high up," Fjord admitted "Jesters right, this man fell from the sky,"

The whole group looked up through the hole in the trees but all they could see was the starry sky above them. None of them believed this man was from a castle or city in the sky…well except Jester of course. But they also could not explain how the man fell.

"Let's get him back to camp for now," Fjord announced "We can heal him and deal with this properly tomorrow,"

The rest of the group agreed, they didn't like being exposed and out in the open like this and it was clear that they were not going to get answers about the strange man until he woke up. Jester used the man's uninjured arm to hoist him up and sling him over the back of her shoulders. The group started walking back towards their camp and the safety of the magic dome.

Beau and Nott were leading, followed by Jester carrying Geralt and Caduceus was walking next to her. Caleb was right behind them with Fjord was a few steps behind the wizard. He was constantly on alert for anything that would sneak up on them while also giving wary glances to the man slung across Jesters back.

"You know, I could carry him for you," Fjord offered, catching Jester's attention "You've done enough for him tonight,"

"Nah I'm good, besides he'd be too heavy for you," Jester claimed and continued ahead.

"You know…could you stop bring my lack of physical strength up," Fjord requested.

"Hmm…nope," Jester responded happily and Fjord let out a sigh.

Once they were back to camp Caleb recast the dome as it had disappeared when he had left to check on Jester with the others. After about ten minutes the dome returned and Jester lay the man down by the fire and the Mighty Nein got a good look at their guest.

He was a tall very muscular man with long white hair, part of it was tied back in a ponytail. His Armor was a mix of black and dark brown chain mail and had a large claw mark gash in the side that tore right through. There was an empty sheath on his back and despite the white hair, the man had a relatively young-looking face. There was also a silver medallion with a wolf's head hanging off the man's neck, it was vibrating slightly.

"Hey is it me or is his necklace moving on its own?" Nott asked.

"It is," Jester agreed "maybe it's a magic necklace,"

"Ohhh…magic shines…." Nott said, with a greedy look in her eyes.

Upon hearing this Caleb leaned over and lifted the necklace off the man, it seemed to vibrate more in his hands.

"At least wait till the guy's dead before you loot his stuff," Beau said. Caleb gave her an odd look.

"I'm just going to Identify this, I'll let you know vat it is and dose vhen you'fe finished healing him," the wizard claimed and he walked to the other side of the campfire and set himself up and began to focus intently on the small wolf Medallion.

While Caleb was working his magic, Fjord helped Caduceus and Jester remove the Armor. Once the Armor was removed Jester and Caduceus gently pulled the arrows out of the man and set them aside, they then began to treat and bandage his injures as best they could. The bandages would provide some relief until the morning when the two clerics could use their magic to heal Geralt.

Once they were finished Jester lifted the man and carried him to the cart, she used a spare blanket to cover Geralt to keep him warm for the night, before heading back over to the campfire to sit with the rest of the group.

"So, the necklace, what's it do?" Nott asked eagerly once Jester had re-joined the group. The rest of the Mighty Nein leaned closer as they were curious and eager to know what the medallion did as well.

"As far as I can tell, it detects magic and monsters," Caleb claimed.

"Magic and monsters?"

"Ja, watch," Caleb said and held the medallion closer to Nott and it started vibrating violently. Caleb then stood up and held it out to Jester and Fjord. While the vibration settled a bit it did not stop completely, however when he held it out to Beau it stopped.

"That's pretty dope," Beau said with approval "Dibs by the way,"

"Hey that's not fair," Jester cried as she shot up.

"Yeah it is, I called dibs first. That means it's mine," Beau declared proudly and snatched the medallion out of Caleb's hand.

"Dibs?" Caduceus asked confused.

"Don't ask and it's not yours Beau," Fjord sighed.

"Why the hell not? It's not like he's using it," Beau said and gestured towards the cart.

"He's unconscious, not dead," Caleb pointed out "he vill most likely vant it back,"

"His injured and may not last the night," Beau pointed out.

"Actually, he will. That is exactly what spare the dying dose," Caduceus pointed out "It spares you from dying. It's in the name of the spell,"

"Beau give it back," Nott warned. The monk gave the goblin an odd look.

"Seriously, you're telling me to give something back?" Beau asked skeptically.

"Well yeah, I mean that man is big, tall and looks very strong. If we take his stuff he might kill us in our sleep when he wakes up," Nott claimed "I don't want him to kill me in my sleep, it's bad enough that Yasha wants to,"

"Yasha doesn't want to kill you, Nott," Jester assured "if she did, she would have done it already,"

"You mean she's biding her time?" Nott panicked.

"No, I didn't mean that…"

"I knew it, she's toying with us. Just waiting till we no longer suspect her of being a spy!"

"Yasha's not even here," Caduceus claimed.

"That we know of, she's out there somewhere. Likely watching us as we speak…waiting for the right moment and then bam. We're dead and she's attending our funerals,"

"That's not going to happen. We have the magic dome to protect us at night now," Fjord pointed out "Right Caleb?"

"Actually, vhen I cast this spell I choose who to let in and I hafe been choosing to allow Yasha entry encase she catches up with us at night," Caleb answered.

"Oh my god, she is going to kill us in our sleep," Nott freaked out.

"I'm too tired to deal with this," Fjord sighed and he stood up "Nott seeing as your so worked up, why don't you take watch for the rest of the night,"

"M…M…Me?" Nott asked in a scared voice.

"Sure, just don't fall asleep. If you do, Yasha will sneak up on you and plunge her big sharp and pointy great sword right through you, and then she will use it to toast your corpse over the fire and eat your insides like the rats she loves so much," Beau said in a completely low yet serious tone.

"WAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Nott screamed.

"Vhy vould you do that?" Caleb moaned.

"Cause it's funny and I can," Beau smirked and headed back to her tent. She tossed the wolf the Medallion onto Geralt as she passed by the cart. It landed on the blanket and slid to the side.

The next morning after the entire group had woken up and had their morning meal. Beau was helping load the supplies onto the wagon. However, she stopped when she heard an unfamiliar moan. Beau immediately identified the source as Geralt and looked down at the unconscious man.

His face was a bit scrunched up and his head started to roll around.

"Hey I think he's coming too," Beau said and she knelt beside the Witcher.

Geralt did indeed look like he was coming around as his head started to move and the groans became louder. Fjord called out to the others and he climbed onto the wagon and Caleb, who was nearby leaned on the side with his arms resting on the edge for the wood and watched with interest.

The monk reached out and placed a hand on Geralt's shoulder, intending to offer some kind of comfort and reduce the shock of waking up injured. But the second she touched Geralt, the Witcher's' eyes snapped open and he grabbed her arm tightly.

Beau reflexively punched him in the face and Geralt went limp again and his arm dropped.

"Beau! What the hell?!" Fjord yelled.

"Sorry, sorry…reflex," Beau apologised and raised her hands in the air.

"You don't punch an injured man in the face, just as he's coming round,"

"I know, I know. I feel terrible about it. But he just grabbed me and I just freaked,"

"Didn't stop her with those bandits the other week," Caleb muttered or that one guy who was trying to give her back something she dropped,"

"Keep talking Caleb and I will punch your lights out next," Beau threatened. Caleb wisely shut up as he knew Beau would be very willing to back up her threat.

"Ugh, I hope you haven't undone Jesters spell from last night," Fjord moaned and rubbed his eyes.

"Oh…oh. Is he going to die now? Ah man that sucks, I didn't want to kill him,"

"Is this how you react when Jester wakes up every morning?" Caleb asked "Because if so I am never sharing a room or tent with you,"

"I don't punch Jester in the face every morning when she wakes up," Beau defended.

"Oh, so he's just special then,"

"Shut up Caleb, just go get Jester and Cad,"

"Fine but only because I fear you may punch me next," Caleb huffed. He stalked off and returned a few moments later with both Jester and Caduceus in tow.

"What happened? I thought he was waking up?" Caduceus asked.

"He was," Fjord agreed and sent a death glare at Beau.

"Is that a black eye?" Jester asked "He didn't have that last night,"

"My bad," Beau admitted "That was my fault,"

"The black eye or that he didn't wake up?" Nott asked confused.

"Both," Caleb responded.

"The spell hasn't been broken. Not completely, he won't die but he will likely feel worse when he wakes up," Jester claimed.

"How much worse?" Fjord asked.

"He'll just need a bit more healing and rest," Caduceus assured.

"Well can you do it on the road," Nott asked "I'd like to get into town today,"

"Sure, it'd probably be better that we get to town sooner rather than later," Caduceus agreed "At least this way he can wake up in a bed,"

The group agreed, they quickly finished packing up their camp and once everything was loaded onto the wagon and the two horses were hitched, they set off with Nott guiding the horses and Beau riding upfront.

The rest of the Mighty Nein was in the back with the sleeping Geralt. Jester and Caduceus were both working on his injuries with their magic, while Caleb and Fjord were sitting at the very back with leaning against the side watching the forests. Occasionally they turned to watch the two Clerics work.

Jesters healing spell took the form of Rainbow coloured glitter, while Caduceus held his hand close to Geralt's side and a pink light emitted from his hand. The wound was slowly being covered in moss, give the fact that it was a large wound both healers were focusing on it first.

An hour late the group could make out the town of Zadash in the distance. It was mid-morning when the Mighty Nein reached the gates, they were let through without incident. The mighty Nein headed to the Leaky Tap Tavern, it was a well-kept tavern with an inn attached to it that offered moderate accommodation for a very reasonable price…plus the ale was decent too.

They had stayed at the Leaky Tap before and it was their preferred place to stay in the city. When they arrived, Fjord got down off the cart to make arrangements with the owner for rooms to accommodate them all. Fjord got three rooms, all with two beds in them, Jester carried Geralt up to one of the rooms with Caduceus in tow while the rest of the group began to unload their stuff from the wagon. Once the wagon was empty Fjord took it and the horses to the stable near the North entrance of the city.

When he returned to the Leaky Tap, Fjord spied the rest of his friends sitting on a long rectangle table off to the side. They all but Jester and Caduceus had tankards in front of them; Jester had a glass of milk and Caduceus had a cup of hot tea. Fjord walked over and sat down next to Caleb and Beau slid a tankard of ale to him.

"How is he?" Fjord asked, referring to Geralt after taking a drink.

"Still hasn't woken up yet," Jester shrugged.

"We did a bit more healing, he's going to be very sore when he wakes up," Caduceus informed.

"That is not surprising considering vho hit him," Caleb muttered and sent Beau a glare.

"I said I was sorry, geez," Beau huffed and took a swig of her drink.

"So, what's the plan then?" Nott asked.

"We have to report to the gentlemen that those bandits have been dealt with," Beau reminded the group "After that, …we'll anyone got any ideas?"

"I think we should stay in town," Caduceus advised "at least until our guest has recovered,"

"Should we tell the Gentleman about him?" Nott asked "I mean he's not the kind of person you want to hide things from,"

"I wouldn't, I mean he's not relevant to the job we agreed to do right?" Beau pointed out.

"If it comes up or he asks vee can just say vee found him injured on the road on our way back to town," Caleb suggested "It's vot a complete lie,"

"I agree, we shouldn't bring him up, at least not until we know who he is and we've had a chance to talk to him," Fjord agreed. He then turned and looked at Jester and Caduceus "How soon until he wakes up?"

"I'd say sometime today, if not maybe tomorrow," Caduceus answered.

"We'd better go see the Gentleman soon, he probably knows we're back in town already," Beau advised.

"Can we stop by the Kings Hall's Task Board on the way back?" Jester asked "Maybe there's some work we can do around the city,"

"Let's leave that until we know who a bit more about who we picked up and we're certain he won't kill us in our sleep," Nott advised.

"Not everyone wants to kill you in your sleep Nott," Caduceus claimed.

"Just people who are assholes and grumpy," Beau added with a smile.

"That is literally everyone," Nott argued.

The Mighty Nein continued to talk and once they had all finished their drinks, Caleb went up to the room where Geralt was sleeping and summoned his cat to watch the sleeping Witcher. The mighty Nein left the leaky tap to go report to the Gentleman.