[color=ec008c]"So it is either they are not really aware of what happened in Pesti, or simply trying to keep us out of their city..."[/color]

There was a powerful mage warding the entire place. That explained the curtain and anti-scrying magic deployed in Fanghorn. Once again the unconventional agent had proven his worth. Unlike Matilda and--

When Jazdia busied herself contemplating a certain orc captain, she heard a ping on her communication device. Huh, it seemed the commpass was not as damaged as she had imagined. 

[color=ec008c]"Yes, come in!" [/color]

At first, it was a distorted voice akin to a dying chipmunk. [b][color=#a4161a]"Is this-- [i]yiikk[/i] working? Hello? ---- [i]wiikkk[/i] [i]yiikkkk[/i]Hello? ----"[/color][/b]

[color=ec008c]"I cannot hear you. Grip the device tightly then speak." [/color]

[color=#a4161a][b]Oh finally! Whoever designed this need to get a spanking, I swear."[/b][/color]

Oh, she would be more than happy to deliver the feedback on this obsolete piece of junk to Old Man Anderson himself just for the fun of it. But that could wait.  

[color=ec008c]"Cut the chatter, Miss Yvonne. What's happening over there?" [/color]

[b][color=#a4161a]"Short version, it all went to shit. I think Matilda got a face-full of explosives, she's got shrapnel all over."[/color][/b]
 
[color=ec008c]"Is she dead? [/color]

[b][color=#a4161a]Currently unconscious again, but she got some scrying orders out to missus Verny here. Supposedly prince's in Fanghorn. For sure this time. Small fort on a hill, there's stone wall, village attached next to it, in view of the river yeah? He's in the garret up there.[/color][/b]

[color=ec008c]"The description matches, yes. [/color]

[b][color=#a4161a]What to do now, boss?"[/color][/b]

[color=ec008c]"First is to make sure you are clear to move out from Pesti. How is the situation over there? How many of them you are dealing with, and who are they? The prince can wait. We are currently on our way to provide you with some assistance."[/color]