The most magical thing happened!

It must be fate!

Elven paladins! I didn’t believe they existed. Let alone that they would be so beautiful. Let alone that they would come to me bearing magics beyond imagining…

Let alone that their power to cure by laying on of hands is done, instead, by laying on of lips!

It seems that the kiss of miss Frantiska, laden with the power of her elven blood and the goddess Selune, can cure a being of the psionic plague which has afflicted us with even greater efficacy than the rod of health.

Or that the magical maiden who came to me would lay lips on another of my magical maidens!

What magic might be released were all the magical maidens who have come to engage in such acts?!

A force more powerful than blood? Could the strength of their love breach the barriers of the planes?

My mind will be haunted by the image of that kiss for all time.

I must make sure that Frantiska knows that I am afflicted as well…

Don’t I need to be healed?