Back at the old store, Atisha's "guest" was tied up in the cellar on a chair. It was dark, with the only light coming from the cracks in the cellar's entrance. She sat by the door waiting on the others. Slowly but surely they arrived, first Magnus, than Anora. And she brought a guest, much to Atisha's dislike. She wanted to involve only them and the cultist, not hire out mercenaries. Their loyalties tend to change by the paychecks. Still, if he was a good fighter, kept his mouth shut, act professional, and she didn't need to pay him a single copper, Atisha figured he could stay. She still waited on Avis and Larties though, but perhaps they were still tailing their own marks. Or got caught. Either way, Atisha decided she could at least inform those present of her findings.<span style="color: goldenrod">"I managed to capture a cultist, I think. He had one of the amulets, some hidden weapons, and a lot of supplies. But nothing that would tell me who he works with or where he was going with any of this stuff. I figured once he woke up, we could ask him. Any of you smooth talkers?"</span>She didn't expect them to, and was more than ready to start an interrogation. So long as she didn't need to talk to the scumbag; he was a lout when she first met him.