- Dremmick weakly took the bag with his left arm. he pulled up a small leather roll and opened it, then turned over a flap to open it. there was a large assortment of miniature syringes of all sorts of colors and different colored bands around them, describing to Dremmick what they were. he pulled out a small yellow one with a red band painted on it. He took it and injected it into his other arm and then sat for a second.

"It will take some time... But I should be fine if I rest here for a moment." He was able to say to Morgan. "How is Lady Ris?"

- The crimson cloaks woman neared the edge of Magnolia, followed by an old gentlemanly looking fellow in a suit with tails and a top hat and a decent sized canvas roll on his back.

"Is this the place, Drax?" the crimson woman asked.

"Indeed, I believe it is, madam Sphyl. Should our intelligence be correct, we are to rendezvous with our fallen comrade and traitor in the square. It is to be expected that the locals are very.... uhm, how should I say....hostile? So we should keep an eye open," the man said as he polished and placed a monocle and blinked a few times through it. "If we can pick the two up quickly we should be right as rain."