Callie was relieved to hear that he would accept the medical attention, and it didn't take long for Freya, Bruenor, and Guy to come back with the food, water, and supplies needed to tend to the man. 

Other than that, the rest of the day seemed to progress normally, until the sundown. With the news that Merrill had been had walked out of the Antsy Anklebiter against Freya's wishes, she told the healer she would go get him, and headed off to meet him. Maybe she can convince him to come back to the Antsy Anklebiter after he's done showing her whatever it is he wants to show her...

It didn't take long for Callie to reach where Merrill was waiting for her. She noticed that he was staring off into the distance, and she couldn't help but wonder what he was looking at specifically. She raised an eyebrow when he told her to come with him, and she followed him. His limp did concern her. There was a reason why Freya wanted him to stay to rest after all...

He led her to a strange metallic ruin that stuck up from the ground. She didn't have answers for Merrill, so she could only answer him, "I don't know..."

She looked at the ruin, unaware of how he smiled when he looked at her. She then commented, "Well, the only way to figure out what stories it has to tell us is by looking inside..." She then looked around, and after brushing some of the vines away, she found a door. 

She grabbed the hand, and tried to pull. Once...twice...it wouldn't budge. Setting her mind to the stubborn door, she tried to open the door for a third time. However, in the middle of her attempt, she realized that she felt magic course through her once more. But it wasn't a surge like before, it was more like...she was using magic to help her. And with that magic, she was able to pry the door open. 

She looked back to Merrill, and she came up with an excuse quickly, "Rusty...I guess the metal finally gave in..." 

She then clambered into the ruin to see what they could find.