Jameson prepped his things as he exited the glade. The witch had taken quite an interest in its magic, Jameson lifted its effects from her so she could freely observe it. He smiled at the thought. This was the first time someone had identified it properly, this witch had extremely high potential, The white mage would have doted over this one. He began is relaxed stroll to the gates of the elven city. Before long he was within view of the party who had gone ahead of him. He immediately noticed Novas state of urgency. He shook his head, it was not not good. She would be in need of counseling before unlocking the powers of the Tomb. Jameson prepared himself for the worst and began to catch up with the group.