"Nor can I," said Phelan sadly. "The stupid thing is, the paper with the prophecy on might have had more to it that had just been torn off... but it was enough for my pack to cast me out."
Araidne stepped towards Phelan, and started pressing her fingers to his face.
"SHe's 'seeing' what you look like."
"He's handsome, in a very gaunt way." Araidne said.
"Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go."