You must bring us, a Shrubbery.

He’d chuckle, flashing Grim a wide grin. Antiva isn’t too bad, if you don’t mind assassins and whores and the overwhelming stink of fish in the capitol, but Arlathan? Ruth laughed. She is fast becoming a Free City, but you mention the Chargers? You must’ve been with the Inquisition, or later. Small world. Shrugging his brows, he got up to stand, one hand ruffly giving the dog taking sentry next to him on the way up. He wasn’t going to find himself at the bottom of their stomachs, good.

If you’re good to wait yes. No sense coming all this way and leaving empty handed. I’ll be a few hours, we can camp and make our way there in the morning. He could always return for a more detailed survey of the ruin at a later time if he found something curious. You may regret that, but I promise I’ll get you there in one piece. Might be best you meet Megara, she runs things and is host to one of your friends relatives? I’m not sure of the family dynamics. he’d tease.

Luckily when he ventured in, a large majority of what he expected to find was revealed. It had been ransacked before, as expected, but thankfully they had missed the inner, secret chamber. Within a few hours he had rejoined Grim and the dogs by the fireside of their camp, sharing in a meal that the traveller had prepared. The group would leave in the morning fresh for the walk through the wilds to the nearest Eulvian.