"Well-"<br/><br/>Father Quigo was about to start answering questions when a loud scream echoed through the halls.  It didn't seem pained, though.  It seemed quite ecstatic.  In response, the father frowned to himself, eyes screwed shut and shaking his head a little.  "That's our latest guest," he said.  "I'm sure she'll be ready to greet you in just a moment."<br/><br/>Then his face unclenched as he turned to Taizee.  "Well, we have an anvil," he said, "and it's decently well-equipped.  We really only use it to fix tools, but it should have what you need to fix your armor."  Then he turned to Abby and Ter'ra.  "I'll get you the documents from our library.  Just tell me what you'd like and I'll see if I can get it for you."<br/><br/>At Abylus's other remark, the Father frowned.  "Well, the next island isn't too far away," he said, "though I'd be lying if I said it'd be easy to get there with a minimal crew on an appropriate boat.  It could certainly be done, though, in an emergency, though I'd prefer we not have to deal with one."