*Shantara sees Fafnir wobbling around holding his head and thinks to herself*
Poor Little Dragon, one more lesson you had to learn the hard way. I bet you've
been cutting Dragon Class again or you would have known not to take that drink
the new bartender offered you. You would also know that dwarf bartenders love to
play jokes on little dragons.

*she then flies off to see if she can't find something to help Fafnir's head.
digging through all the stuff she has stashed, she finds some pixie herbs that
she knows will help. grabbing a pen she quickly scribbles a note, gets the herbs
and hurries off to the kitchen. checking to make sure it is safe she sneaks
quietly in and places the herbs and note on the table where kiya will be sure
to see it.* Note: To be brewed into a tea. Give to Fafnir to drink. He will feel lots better.

*then with a few sprinkles of pixie dust on the note, she then slips away quietly*