Fenneil ran through a small list of what he needed for the long and hard journey that was before all of them. It was better to be safe than sorry, especially if demons, ghosts, and other nasty creatures of the night were waiting for them in Todesfall. But as the bard began to make her way up the wooden steps, as realization into the smithy's head that could help him in his own journey.'I wonder if she's heard anythin' about SunderFall and what happened...'He thought, quickly making his way to the stairs to catch up with the woman, the floor creaking under the strain of his weight.<br/><br/>"M-Ma'am! Before ya go an' start gearin' up for the road, can ah ask ya somethin?"He called, his footsteps making loud thuds as he caught up to Rain on the stairs themselves. The blond man looked even paler than normal, his face set in a serious frown and his voice taking a small nervous stammering to its tone. He gripped the railing tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning ever whiter underneath the sturdy brown gloves he wore.<br/><br/>"D-Do ya know anythin' about what h-happened to a town called S-SunderFall?"Fenn asked, his lime green eyes full of hope that he could finally find some sliver of a clue about those that had gone missing. Rain was a bard, they heard stories all the time, right? 'Surely she knows somethin'....'He hoped, fearful that the answer would be the spirit shattering answer he had received from all he had asked before.<br/><br/>Cold silence.