Raistlin comes to being carried by someone large, who handles him gently, and his first thought is ah, it was only a dream. The blow from... what were they fighting? He'll remember in a moment... must have been stronger than he thought. Caramon must have finished it off, they'll be back in the medical tent soon...

Only a dream. The faeries, and the talking sword. What an odd dream. He falls back asleep.

Someone is putting something on his head. It burns. He bats the hand away.