Okay. If Alula wasn't confused before she was now past the point of no return. When had the party gained such a young member? She would have defiantly remembered picking up such a young child at the tavern. She frowned as the girl walked by, trying to brush her hair over her eyes. She was really missing her hat at this point. A voice reassured her that she indeed wasn't forgetting anything, and that the child had been found by Vis during the destruction of the town. 

Oh. How strange. She wondered how long a child would be able to last in their care.

And she only continued to feel more confused as the gnome continued to speak with her. It was as if everything the gnome said was over-complicated and strange. She frowned again, trying to move past him. 

“Choice...is a strange...concept...” She muttered, struggling to bend over and get her staff. “I am...not...always...in control...”

She finally gripped the wood, standing up straight. She looked forwards, and the setting sun. 

“And stronger then my control...is their control.”

And now she had the support to move from her staff, Alula walked past Furnace, hoping to find a safe spot before the moon came up. But knowing her luck, she would run into more allies.