A young girl stepped through the doors of the inn, clad in a frilly pink dress and stumbling in a pair of high heels. She looked a bit flushed, nervous, but very excited. Her eyes darted around the room until the found Siddra. She smiled brightly and made her way over to the table. "Sister, the conduit sent me to tell you." She raised her hand and began to haltingly read the words written upon it. "Time is of the... es.. escenche... you must hurry. Baby will stay at the inn and send the others after you." She got a confused look on her face for a second before what she said made sense.<br/><br/>[We are moving on.]<br/><br/>--------------------------------------<br/><br/>The far side of the town where this trio had gathered had a rather unique and unpleasant quality. There was a thick waste high forest of small brown trees, the density of which blocked from sight the swamp like marsh in which they grew. The start of the path was clear as there was only one portion of this odd border that was not fenced off.  Siddra had been given a compass marked to lead her to the tomb. Getting there was a simple matter of trusting what little information was given and spending three days with feet in muddy water, legs tangled in a forest and upper body exposed to the force of the sun.