I'm so tired working with this one, so i decided finally stop the process before i'll ruin everything.
The scene takes place in Spellhold, after Irenicus ripped a piece of Rain's soul from her. After that she was almost one foot in the grave– fragile, weak, with deadly pale skin and unhealthy look. Kivan and other her comrades do their best to help her, and I love very much the moment when that always gloomy elf suggests to his leader to calm down and finally take some rest. Perhaps it was the first time when he felt real fear for the life of a woman who has recently began to mean more to him than just a friend. eh...))))
p.s: and why i so badly like to torture my favorite characters?