[b]Cave-Inn[/b]

After about an hour of packing, organizing, taking inventory, and eating, Team Thunderstorm was ready to go. They were both missing bedclothes, but that was okay. Piper could sleep in her clothes, or just a pile of blankets without if need be. At least, until they found a tailor.

Now, though, it was time to leave. They’d impeded on Julian’s hospitality for long enough, and they had important questions to ask him. 

“Time to go,” Chumi said. Piper nodded, and got off of the bed. She was loathe to leave something so comfortable, but they couldn’t stay here forever. 

The team was soon outside once more. The sun was still high in the sky, and Julian could be found sitting on that rock, meditating. They walked down to greet him. 

“Um, Julian, we had a couple of questions, if you don’t mind my asking,” Piper said. Julian nodded, allowing for her to continue.

“First off, I was looking for some more detail on what these keys do,” Chumi said, holding his out.

“Secondly, I was wondering if there was anyone on the continent that knows more about the curse the natives are under,” Piper said, before he could reply.


[b]Yaxato Woodlands[/b]


“No food on me, I’m afraid,” Enrique said, removing a jug from his pack and offering it to the man. Would be a good idea to gain his trust. He didn’t want this obviously hardened warrior turning on him.
“I’ve only got some water, and a map I could use to guide us to some. I’ve been out of food myself since yesterday,”

“No camp, either. I was on a path towards a town, didn’t think I’d need it. I’ve since then lost the path, but if I had a compass, I could use my map here,” he said, removing a rolled up paper from his backpack, “Would you happen to have one? Rockvale’s nearby, if you’ve ever heard of it,”

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