“Perhaps they tried to bring the stones together? Remember, we found the cultist and the trog dead before we got the last stone from Red Stain. Maybe they did try to bring them together but perished before it could happen.” Pylia pointed out. Aisha nods in agreement. “From your report and what we examined from the body, I’d imagine gat the trogs were not quite as unified as we thought. The Jabrani tribe must’ve killed the cultist who was to deliver the stone without ever realizing his purpose.” Shortfang nods vigorously as he looked over the table. “And other trog killed by ooze cube! Maybe he try and bring? Just due in way.”

“In that case were very fortunate thy died before they could have gotten the stones together. Who knows what might happened if she had turn out backs in Red Stain after mistaking him for dead.” Shor says grimly, he holds the Wakestone in his hands and looks at it closely. “This might be rude to ask, but would you be willing to sell this stone to me? My men could certainly use something like this in our line of work. Of course, if you all choose to continue going in these adventures you might too. Still I’ll give you a good deal for them, say ten thousand gold?”