Rynn looks uneasily around the room, her lips nearly bone-white between her teeth. "I would much rather prefer it if we steered clear of the vaults. As I said before, the thief left no trace." She straightens and pulls at her jacket. "There would be no point in looking here any further. It would only serve to waste time."

She looks at the elf. "You're right. We don't know who stole the dagger, let alone how. Regardless, it cannot happen again."

"The Dark Dagger is dangerous. Our lack of information only makes it more so. Whether or not it's likely the thief knows what it's capable of, I won't take any chances." Rynn nods. "We leave for Timberholde at once."