Sorren nodded, albeit rather apprehensively. He was still a little unsure about all this, but the prospect of finding the Dragon's Crown was all too enticing to pass up. [color=A2C257]"Very well,"[/color] the elf agreed, [color=A2C257]"I'll gather some supplies and meet you there,"[/color] he informed Sparhawk, glancing over at Mira, who had just turned and marched away, proudly carrying her newfound pet. Half of him wondered if he should follow her, but he quickly decided against it. She had gotten him in enough trouble for one day. With a sigh and shake of his head, the tall mage turned and shouldered past the other guards in search of a trader. He was relieved to once again have his freedom and finally be out of immediate danger. While durable, he was more of a quiet sort who liked to have his peace rather than all this running around willy nilly stealing rodents and bargaining with the law to keep himself out of prison. He wasn't sure exactly what he was getting himself into, but his interest had been piqued, and his sense of adventure would not allow him to pass up this golden opportunity to gain knowledge of this fabled artifact.