“Well, the church here might not know. But the temple on Gransys likely has already received word and may have warned even the Duke about it. It would certainly explain some rumors over heard about the bolstering of soldiers in some of the military outposts.” With all the questions done Pylia packed the tools away and handed them to you. “Alright. I’ll work on those potions while I’m here then, see if you can’t get a pretty price for these tools. If you need anything just come find me.”

Leaving the inn towards Iola, it was still early enough that some people haven’t gone to work, but Iola’s shop was open. Not any customers yet, you’d be the first one as you entered the shop. Iola and her husband weren’t there, just the young man who is presumably their son. When he sees you he waves. “Ah, yer the lady me mum and pa spoke to yesterday ain’t cha? Here to pick up yer stuff or sumthin?”