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[Lillipad]

>Look for the lowest numbered tent.

[The Fool]

With a fire kit and the bottle ready Zario looked for a wide open spot near the edge of the camp. He needed to be far enough away from the walls, and the tents to not start a fire. He looked at the items one last time, opened the jar, grabbed the fire starter with one hand, and pulled the orb from his robes. He held the orb near the jar of water, and attempted to light the orb on fire. Once it caught fire he would drop it in the jar.

[Shoruke]

Eosri goes back to Mellis and the furnaces to finish working on his armour.
(If necessary, he'll try to heal himself with magic or just get some sleep to recover from his earlier workout)

[Weirdsound]

Donitz turns to the man and smiles sheepishly. "I may have seen somebody like that, but a Bards memory has little room in it for that which is not musical. Its all a bit hazy... and creepy. Perhaps you have something valuable to jog my memory sir?"

[Skyrunner]

>Look for the lowest numbered tent.

Griph spotted the lowest numbered tent. It was 1A, and it seemed to be of importance. Many people entered and exited. Then, he felt someone's boot scruff the ground behind him.

-Zario
 The orb started to catch fire, when Zario dropped it. The blessed water suddenly disappeared - sucked into the orb. The fire spread, then shifted color to a bone-white. The unpleasant smell of charring hair started spreading. With billowing smoke, a -pop- was heard.
In the bottom of the jar, a tiny figure, perhaps the size of a large mouse, stood. The long black hair, the overall black cloths and a tiny scythe confirmed who it was.

She seemed to sigh. 'Well, regeneration has to start somewhere.' The tiny, tinny voice carried a fragment of the power her previous one had, like a rock pretending to be a mountain.

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@Eoris
The sun set. A good long day's work had brought forth a simple undecorated set of armor. Eosri inspected it: it was solid looking, and quite elegant. He received permission to delay setting off until tomorrow.

The next day. A new sun brought blue to the skies. Eosri had about an hour left to do anything else.
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@Donitz

"...Fine" The man reluctantly dropped a small bag into Donitz's hand.
"Now, would you tell me the whereabouts of such a child, if you have, indeed, seen her? I cannot impress enough the danger of ..."

He was stopped by a tap on the back. Another man with white armor and a robe had snuck up on him.
"Sir," said the armored man, "I believe I have rights to ask first. Mr." he said to Donitz, "Have you seen a certain man by the name of Griph?"
The other man looked discontent.

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@Dwarmin

When I woke up, thought she, I didn't expect to be in water. In a river. Not any river, but the rapid, steep, and rocky whitewaters of the Rutra River downstream. She was currently on a dryish rock in the middle of said river. She could see the steep cliffs the Rutra had carved out over the millenia. The banks loomed ten meters above the water surface. Dang.

[Lillipad]

"Why hello there, mister stalker."

[Skyrunner]

"Says the...spy." The man seemed to not be an actual paladin.

[Lillipad]

"Tell me, mister stalker. What spy just waltzes into enemy territory without a disguise?"

[The Fool]

Zario stared at the tiny figure in the jar. "Sorry it took so long. If it's any consolation your in a Fomorian settlement." Zario sat back away from the jar. "You wouldn't happen to know Kecepe the ogre? I'm trying to see if he knows anything about how to revive Kihol. I figured that since you had that piece of paper with you that you might know." He leaned in forward again waiting for an answer from the succubus. He had to hold back his hair or else it would dangle into the jar.

[Skyrunner]

"Tell me, mister stalker. What spy just waltzes into enemy territory without a disguise?"

"A stupid spy, that's who." The man scratched his chin, and did not seem to have much conviction.
"So, what do you want?"

He leaned in forward again waiting for an answer from the succubus.

"It's a long story. It all starts with some of the high level Fomorians plotting the demise of the gods. Including Kihol. It also involves two human factions, one faction of the paladins and one faction of the alchemists... "

She said, “The gods are killable. Yes, their skin is harder than a Glas Gibnen, they have more health and vitality than a whale, and they have techniques that would render us into minor motes of dust. The smarter Fomorians, with legions of loyal monsters under them, chanced on an alchemic report carelessly scrapped. They understood the real value of what seemed to be a failed experiment. They then executed the cardinal and placed a doppelganger in place. The Paladins follow their orders to a i, and they don’t have aura-detecting capabilities that can pierce a doppelganger’s defenses.“ She paused. “Now the Paladins, by order of the fake cardinal, are trying to wrest control of the person (or people) that did the experiment. Some Fomorians also tried to do that. Result? Needless bloodshed. Another number of Fomorians are trying to get the materials needed. They were discovered by alchemists. Cue another order of bloodshed, with a side of invasion into the heart of the human's country." The past-succubus paced a bit. "The fact that the gods are in a state of turmoil doesn't help at all. They are at their weakest point..."

"Also, Kecepe is a traitor. He's one of the heads of this plot. I ... got the blueprints out of him with my talents." She whipped around. "Wait - do you still have that?"

A number of goblins were looking at the human talking to the glass bottle, and thought he was crazy.

[Lillipad]

"Am I not allowed to wander?"
>turn around to actually see the person.

[Skyrunner]

The person was a grizzled looking fellow, perhaps 30 or so, and had hardened leather armor on. He did not bear the mark of any organization. He also had a pair of blood-red swords hanging on his belt. He had black hair and his eyes were accented by his strong eyebrows. He answered, “No, you are not allowed to wander. Think about it. This is a military camp. Run by…” he lowered his voice and looked around like he was conspiring, “…paladins. Heaping hoards of them!” He then burst out laughing.

Apparently, he had a drink or two.

[Lillipad]

"You say that as though there are many military camps these days not run by them. But let's talk somewhere, the kid here gets uncomfortable from long exposure to large crowds of tents."

[Shoruke]

Eosri dons his armor, and asks around town about finding a book on offensive magic to read while he travels.

[Weirdsound]

"Griph huh? I didn't catch the name. But there was a man with that girl. Real creep. Might have been the person. I was minding my own busniess, squatting in this house last night, when the come in uninvited and settle down."

Donitz scratches his chin. "The girl was working on some sort of project, and needed funds. He was going to take her through some low clearance dungeon to get coin. I think he mentioned that it was... North or North east of town or something. Don't remember much else. The man offered me a drink. Must have been drugged or something cause I fell asleep real early, and only woke up about 30 minutes ago. They are gone now, and I have no clue how long I was out, might have been two or even three nights ago."

The bard gives the armored man a strange look. "From the language he used, I think the man with the girl was some kind of freak. I have a feeling that once he gets her in a safe and clear room the monster will drop his pants and explore her dungeon... if you catch my drift. Though if the girl is as dangerous as your friend says, perhaps he has another thing coming for him..."

Donitz grips the mist bomb in his pocket tight, just in case they didn't buy his story.