"Hmm.  Perhaps we should find out for ourselves about the trouble in Goldenlake," Sal mused.  "Experts in Twilight are comparatively rare; most organized priests shun such knowledge as corrupted and forbidden, and those that don't are unlikely to be well-disposed toward us.  It might be that Ms. Lucrecia's friend could be our best lead."<br/><br/>"I would like to propose we set out for Goldenlake, then, as soon as possible," he raised a finger, interrupting himself, "but only after we locate the fifth Chosen I have been made aware of.  All right, anyone who is hungry, feed yourselves; this place has some excellent food for the price.  I'll settle things up with the innkeeper, arrange for a few supplies; I would imagine most of us can travel light, but we can all use horses, etc.  When we're ready, we'll find the girl, and then leave from here as soon as possible thereafter."<br/><br/>He paused, blinking.  "Um, that is, assuming that plan of action is all right with everyone?  Yes?  No?"