Your friends were pretty set for equipment for now. Pylia had ideas to buy scrolls, but didn't know anything in particular she needs so refrains from doing so. Buddy spent most of his time swinging his axe around to get familiar with it's new power while Shortfang was pursuing arrows. It all seemed like they were set to go, so after you said your farewells the party left to find Shor. At the barracks, it seemed like only Yorik of all people was there. Upon seeing you he allows your party to enter while he serves some water. "Aye there Sylvia an friends. Fancy meetin ye here. Guess yer looking fer da boss eh? Headed down to the sewers he did, something about Thunder Company or some such. Seemed somewhat ornery about it, just got here this morning me self. I asked him wot was wrong but all he told me was ta tell ye, now dat yer here, that he and the shorties gotta take care of things themselves and would rather dat ye stay outta it. I wish I could tell ya wot else dat means, but far as I can guess something happened up top that makes things riskier fer ye and yours ta take part. Politics an shite."

Pylia rubbed her chin thinking about what Yorik just told them. "Well... We are potentially ruining the name of a nobleman, so I could imagine that all of the evidence we found could be something that they'd want to keep a secret. Though what Shor and the others are doing in the sewers I have no clue." Shortfang looks over to you as he fiddles with a bone tipped crossbow bolt. "We go to sewer? Shor say don't help, but gotta be something big big." Buddy simply stands there at attention waiting to see what the group decides. "As much as I'd like to bring justice, this is a delicate matter. Jumping in blindly could cause a lot of problems if Shor insist that we stay out of it. I can't say I like it, but I understand it." Pylia spoke. Shortfang loads his crossbow bolt and puts his weapon away. "Friends gotta help friends. If Shor in trouble, we help em out."