"What makes you think I'm trying to dissuade you, sweetie?" Nanna May asked Aura with a curious arch of her eyebrow. "You were sent here to see us off, yes? Well with our work here done, the time has come for us to leave. The goodies I'm leaving behind are merely a token of my appreciation for making things easier on little old me. As for what made these souls evil enough to be worthy of death, did you see what they did to that hunter? All he did was come asking who they were and what they were doing here. By the time the poor man made it back to his horse, they'd carved him up so much that it astounded me to hear that he survived. And that hunter was just the latest in their long line of victims. Most folk weren't fortunate enough to survive their encounters. And believe me when I say they've done much worse than kill the innocent."

As Nanna may spoke, Plasm pushed deeper into Emmyth's mind. As the elf's eyes widened with the realization that an intruder was still present in their head, Plasm began plundering insights. Her first discovery was that Emmyth's reasoning was guided by selfishness, hedonism, and paranoia. Next, Plasm learned that Emmyth's current emotional state was a mix of anger towards whoever was probing into their mind and fear that the intruder might discover the secrets that Nanna May had entrusted to them. And finally, Plasm learned that a constant and all consuming dread of outliving their usefulness to Nanna May and ending up like the cultists loomed large in Emmyth's mind. This was all Plasm had time to learn before Emmyth spoke up.

"Nanna May, one of the adventurers is snooping." Emmyth said.

"Oh they are, are they?" Nanna May said as she fished a small cylindrical vial out of a satchel that hung off the opposite side of her belt from the wood carving and ice sculpture. "Well we can't have that now, can we?" With that said, Nanna May unscrewed the vial's lid, revealing a small wand with a looped head attached to the underside of the lid. Nanna May then blew into the wand's head, causing a large bubble to emerge from the wand, float over to Emmyth, and envelope their head, cutting off all mental connections between Plasm and Emmyth and preventing any contact from being re-established. Once that was done, Nanna May slipped the vial back into her satchel and looked back at Aura. "As for what I trade these souls for, I don't really trade them for anything in particular." Nanna May finished. "I just pick out whatever they have on offer that catches my eye, and then I trade for that."