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[Sirus]

"Besides, we would protect you if anyone recognized and attacked. We wouldn't get paid otherwise, after all."

[PrivateNomad]

"Lead the way, then."

[Silthuri]

"With your permission, your majesty, I will search for rumors and try my best to locate Aetheria."

[PrivateNomad]

"Please..."

[Silthuri]

"I shall return as soon as I have information." With an encouraging smile and a quick, respectful bow, Aland takes his leave.

Ask anyone and everyone about rumors involving the city's whereabouts.

[Sirus]

Anderson leads the Princess and whoever else wants to come along to the nearest tavern and sits near the back, facing the door.

[PrivateNomad]

Anderson leads the Princess and whoever else wants to come along to the nearest tavern and sits near the back, facing the door.

The tavern seems like any normal tavern; an overhanging balcony in a Braveheart style architectural design. A white glow shines from behind fogged windows, signifying that the tavern is obviously inhabited. As they walk in, they find themselves in a rectangular room with many tables and the bartender in the back, a rough bearded human man wearing a tunic and serving drinks behind the wooden bar.
The Queen takes a seat in the back, a silk hood over her head.
"What is that repugnant smell..?" she questions, not familiar with the typical tavern smell of alcohol and drunk men.

"I shall return as soon as I have information." With an encouraging smile and a quick, respectful bow, Aland takes his leave.

Ask anyone and everyone about rumors involving the city's whereabouts.

[3+1 Gather Information] Aland seems unable to find any rumors, despite the dozen people he asked. He finds himself alone in the town square, the only figure ahead a black silhouette of somebody standing within the grey mist.

[Silthuri]

Aland clears his throat. "Excuse me, but it's important that I get to the Skywrath capitol as quickly as possible. Any information you have concerning its whereabouts would be greatly appreciated."

[PrivateNomad]

As the figure approaches, Aland notices the feathered wings and talons on it; a fellow Skywrath. Upon closer inspection, he has blue eyes; a common half-avian feature, and golden talons. His wings are white and powerful and his armor appears graceful, signifying his paladin-hood.
 "Well met, brother," he says, a smile on his face, "You seek Aetheria?"

[Silthuri]

Aland breaths a sigh of relief. He reaches his hand out in greeting. "I do indeed, brother. My companions and I seek assistance only Aetheria can offer. With a grin, he adds, "And I fear I've been away from my home for far too long."

[Sirus]

The Queen takes a seat in the back, a silk hood over her head.
"What is that repugnant smell..?" she questions, not familiar with the typical tavern smell of alcohol and drunk men.

"Alcohol. Sweat. Vomit. Probably some blood spilled here and there. Take your pick."

[PrivateNomad]

Aland breaths a sigh of relief. He reaches his hand out in greeting. "I do indeed, brother. My companions and I seek assistance only Aetheria can offer. With a grin, he adds, "And I fear I've been away from my home for far too long."

The man clasped Aland's talon and smiled.
 "Of course," he says before pulling out a blue orb and waving over it. The orb glows and projects out a map of Chyron, with a glowing blue dot appearing right above Pentower Lake.
"Disgusting..!"

[Silthuri]

"Thank you so much! I'm terribly sorry, but I must collect my companions and be on my way. You've done me a great kindness I won't soon forget."

[Sirus]

"I tend to agree. Doesn't change the fact that this is a fairly good way to stay out of sight. Most people here are too drunk to pay attention to who comes and goes."

[Tawa]

"Ah, a tavern. Smells like home. Shame we're short on time."