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Malphas pondered his choices for a moment. He had never met this "Enli" yet. Perhaps he should get himself acquainted with the leader of this village, especially with his new gifts in mind. Would he be the type to accept such an idea? And even then, would the dinner be successful? Malphas thought about it for a moment, wondering if those who recognized him would also be a part of this outcast girl's retinue... If that were the case, he would definitely need a disguise, but the Illuminator seemed like a fickle type. The pale man surmised that he would have to prepare a backup disguise just in case.

Of course, there was also the much more blunt approach of just commanding these hunters to ambush this girl alone. While such a plan was much simpler, there was also the added risk of her using whatever it was she stole from the Illuminator. Worse, perhaps she'd come out of that temple with even more treasures, ones that would make her a more formidable foe to face. A mere annoyance, at the very least.

"[color=lightblue]Hm. I'll speak to Enli, for now. I must know what sort of man he is, though. Is he easily swayed, or is he the stubborn type? More specifically, what does he think of the temple, and of this outcast girl? Is he any close to her?[/color]" Malphas asked his questions, staring at his mitts as he had done so. Whatever their answers, he would keep this all in mind on his trek back to the village.

On his way out of this secret meeting place, Malphas backtracked to the marked tree in order to retrieve the intact flower. He would scoop up the soil holding the herb into his hand, folding the mitt he's wearing on that hand into some sort of makeshift pot. Once that was retrieved, Malphas would procure his poisoned dagger with his free hand before setting off into the wilderness, and back to the village. Malphas would see to that merchant's request first, as there was one more thing he needed from her. Hopefully, the return trip wouldn't be full of those dastardly birds...