Well, lets see if we can get gear for the trip, then off to the capital.
"Where can i get supplies? I only have my clothes, armour and weapons, nothing else. I dont have any water, food or other travel supplies, which i will need. The capital of this land is far, if i remember correctly." You say to Mirinth.
"Hmmm. There are plenty of abandoned carts in the streets where you could get food and supplies from. Try the market district. I doubt anyone would care if you requisitioned what you needed from there. Water will be more problematic. The few wells that weren't sullied by the horde or filled with corpses are ruthlessly guarded. As a Drow, with no gold or other goods to trade for water, you will have a tough time." She thinks for a second. "There is a well in the 'Nolver district' of the city that is in the hands of an upstart gang who took advantage of the situation to become a major power player. You wouldn't have any diplomatic route to getting water, though. It would be fighting all the way as they are highly xenophobic. You could try going to one of the closer wells, but getting water would take a skilled silver tongue."
You take that in, as the door to the area you are resting in opens, followed by a group of four high elves, led by Valathor. As soon as he sees you sitting free by the fire, he frowns. "Mirinth, what is the Drow doing sitting by the fire unrestrained?"
"Valathor, please, listen to her side of things. I do not believe she was with the necromancers. Her reaction to their carnage proves as much and during her telling of the events that led her here, i did not detect any lies or deceit. Please, listen to her, and if not her then me!" Mirinth pleads on your behalf.
Valathron holds your gaze for a few minutes before nodding. "Very Well" He says, taking a seat on a damaged chair. "Tell me."
You tell him what you told Mirinth earlier. He seems skeptical, but your passionate and truthful telling seems to win him over. You can tell he does not trust you, but you are thankful he is giving you the benefit of the doubt.
"What do you plan to do now, Arin?" He asks.
"I was planning on trying to alert the Republic of the dangers threatening their provinces, and to try and get help for this stricken city." You say, truthfully.
He smiles. "Good. Take this." He hands you his ring, before grabbing a small piece of paper and preparing to write using a high elven writing implement. "Give a Republican Official that ring and this letter. It will prove you are telling the truth and will most likely help you in your endeavour. Do not lose them. The chances of the Republicans believing you, especially a young Drow maiden like yourself, is small without my word backing you." He says, handing you the now finished letter in a makeshift envelope.
You nod and smile. "Thank you. I will try my best to not let you down."
"Do not betray us, Arin." You do not fail to pick up on the unspoken threat in his voice.
You return his gaze and nod in acceptance.
Grabbing your weapons and thanking Mirinth for the tea, you head out of the ruined building the High Elves are using as a refuge.
***
What do you do now? According to Mirinth, getting food and travel supplies shouldn't be that hard. A bit of looting...no,
'requisitioning' of the abandoned shops and wagons in the market district should be easy enough. But what to do about water? Do you go to a near well and try to talk them into giving you water? or do you fight your way to the well in the Nolver district and take what you want through force of arms?