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Lazhira would start helping Novak dismantle the barricade. It wasn’t really hard. The wooden furniture was rotten, starting to break down already. As long as they were careful they could easily have it done in a few mere minutes.

Donning the mask, would reveal...surprisingly little to Novak. Though, he’d notice a familiar sight. The skull from earlier, shown squeezing through a crack in the bottom of the door. Had it gone in there? What was that creature, anyway? It would also show a few handprints on the door, like someone had been holding it, or beating against it? Odd, that they’d be on this side.

Nothing else could be seen.

Narkissa, however, could feel a light draft of air, but where it was coming from was unknown. Perhaps there was an exit in this room somewhere, but there was also a chance that it was just some...ventilation or something from above, not suitable for human passage...but it was their only lead, so far.

Inside, should they deign to enter, was...quite the sight. The room seemed to be a large rectangle. Cages. Cages would line the walls. About the size of large dog kennels. Were animals kept here? It was easy to assume that at first, but upon closer inspection, the remains of a few human skeletons could easily be seen. Seems like aside from these features, the room was barren. A prison, or holding area of some sort.

At the back of the room, against one wall however, was a some sort of grotesque looking black blob, undulating and writhing as it seemed to be stuck to the wall. It looked fairly similar to the one Narkissa had fought earlier, though it seemed to be stuck somehow, where it was. At the base of it, was that tiny little skull that Novak had seen earlier, it seemed to possess a few tendrils of its own and was holding a small piece of meat up to the larger one. Upon being noticed however, it would give a high pitched shriek as though it was startled, retreat back into its home and scurry into a nearby kennel.

There seemed like there might be a door behind the slime, if they could find someway to remove it. The large slime creature would shudder, unlinking one of its gelatinous tendrils from the wall and attempting to lash out towards the group. It seemed slow, cumbersome almost.


The Roma Mob
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“Hm. I see.” Sorcha would reply to Isidore. She had expected no less, really, from the way he carried himself. “Worry not. Remuneration will be plentiful from myself, and I am sure Leuca’s uncle would be more than grateful for your services so far.” As much as she’d like to have them help for free...it was, in a way, also comforting. She understood desiring payment for services rendered better than most. Perhaps it was a chance to finally put some of it to use, at least. “Regardless, thank you for your services thus far. Now, Leuca...lets get you out of those rags and into something more appropriate.”

Isiodre and Augusta both would leave the room, with Octavia trotting along behind them and leaving Leuca in Sorcha’s care. It wasn’t hard to find Rullphana, she was still in the same tower she had been in earlier. The guard from before would eye both Isidore and Augusta with some contempt, but otherwise say nothing and allow them to pass.

“Ah. Augusta, you’ve returned...and...my, that’s quite the handsome catch you have there.” She’d chuckle.

“Weh! Its the old hag and the cool dude that was with that other elf!” Off to the side, was also someone who would be familiar to the both of them. The elf from the weapon shop as well as the one from the tailors. “What are you two doing here?”

“Shush, you.” Rullphana would smack the back of Raelzeth’s head earning a pout and a click of her tongue. “Apologies for my apprentice. She can get a little...hot-headed. Probably that dwarvish blood in her. I swear by the sage, she’s more of a handful than the prince was as a child.” She’d lament. “A-ahem, but anyways, what brings you back so soon? And who is your friend here, Augusta? Here to fulfill your deal already? I admire your ethic.”


Builder and a Traveler
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“I’m...not quite sure what you mean.” Enli replied to Nicholas with a furrowed brow. “I...yes, you came from elsewhere? ‘Earth’? It must be a village very far away, but I don’t see how that is...relevant?” It seemed the village elder may have misunderstood Nicholas’ words somewhat, assuming that ‘earth’ was just some far off village or gathering of people or place.

“Regardless...yes, the Sage has a number of names. I believe those of the mountain chose ‘Urumna’ as it means something in their ancient tongue - while Chaenelith is supposedly the name they were born with...though I can’t say for certain.” He’d pause, humming briefly as he would think over Nicholas’ other words. “There’s mention of a ‘Moonblossom’ at times in some records, although I don’t know what it is. Other than that...I can’t say.” He shook his head. “I apologize I can’t be of more help in this matter.”


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“How would they know? Unless the girl...hm, its possible. Fine, then.” The hunter replied with a grunt. “Alright, good of a plan as any. You heard him, men. Start getting wood. Cut down some smaller trees if you need to!” He’d shout. And so the group of hunters would get to work collecting wood. If they weren’t going to come to them, then they’d need to somehow make them come out. The command he gave to his group, too, was soon carried out. They’d grab the torches and other burnable lights that could be carried and carry them to the front of the old temple in order to be used.

And then he would notice the hag. Cautiously, he would approach. The mist surrounding the temple rather thick, here, obscuring most of his vision...but a trap, it did not seem to be.

“Suspicion will serve you well, boy.” She would say, before he even turned the corner of the temple, acknowledging his presence. “But you should know that thing won’t even scratch me. More importantly, your quarry is getting away. Or you could choose to quit the field, but eh. I wonder what the hunters would think of you after that. Maybe they’ll spread rumors of a coward, and it’ll reach other people!” She would cackle.  “Seize every opportunity, boy. Those who don’t never amount to anything.”

“Malphas.” A familiar voice. Soyala would approach from around the other side of the temple, a mildly concerned face. “Seems that merchant has taken an interest in our thief. She’s sent one of her...specialists to find them. I tried waylaying her, but the skills those from Chagawa possess are...difficult to deal with...why are you back here, anyways?” She’d ask, taking a quick look around, but the hag was gone, as though she had never been there to start with.