[h1][center][color=a3edf5]Álmos Air-Swimmer[/color][/center][/h1]
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[color=a3edf5][I]Troubling.[/I][/color] Was the only thought running through Álmos' head as the mysterious Gin took his leave. Of course, his verbal consent hadn't been needed for him to retain the experience - as with his name, he hadn't needed to offer it up to Gin in order for him to possess it, so there had seemed little point in doing so with much else.

Álmos, too, spoke with the innkeeper about securing a place to stay the night, and some Jade Candles. Deciding to keep himself busy for a while, he decided to turn back to continue speaking with the innkeeper.

[color=a3edf5][B]"Pardon me, sir. I feel that I must offer something in return for the accommodations you have provided. Are there any tasks that you need help with?"[/B][/color]

[color=a3edf5][I]If I keep an eye out for a few hours longer, perhaps fortune will favor me, and I might catch a glimpse of some of these cultist workings.[/I][/color]