Recuperate at Psionicist Stronghold
The next morning, tired, bitter and angry, you continued on your way. You heard the sounds of combat not far off, and soon met another party. Naturally you were quite suspicious, not appreciative of being jumped a few nights previous. Climbing another rocky hill, you saw two men with spears and studded leather armor calmly crouching within 10 feet of a slain beholder-kin. Another man and woman stood slightly higher with better cover and light crossbows, aware of your party. You could see an old man along with another fellow, up at the edge of a cave a little higher, destroying yet another beholder kin.
Suspicion on both sides, and suggest that the party move along with haste. "The mountains are not kind to city-folk." Eventually somehow, you joined them and learned that they were a very different group. They are a group of worshippers of Abit-Shal, the god of knowledge and meditation. Going to their stronghold, you learned that they could possibly help heal you. The old man leader, Enventus, was able to heal Yanni, and his strange affliction from the Amethyst Dragon, but it would take a great sacrifice from another comrade to make it happen. Apparently one of the group offered up a powerful magic item, and Yanni was healed. The group, only knowing individually if it was them or not, was certainly ready to return to Strea-Tarl.