Sheva's guard gathered the things at the tower swiftly, moving outside with her carrying the three sacks of things. Weapons stocked up, maps and books, and packs of rations and some fresh food, along with a few thick waterskins that were filled with ale and cheap wine. All in all, there was enough supplies for the group to last over a week, for the orcs that supply load probably would have lasted less, but still, it was actually good food. The weapons, falchions and bows mainly, were in fairly good repair, and might sell. The books and the maps were old, many of them probably badly out of date, but still it was hard to tell without going through them carefully.<br/><br/>Outside, Sheva saw the man that had approached them earlier, leaving the third tower. Sighing, and limping a bit, he paused near her and nod, waiting for the others to finish what they were doing.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Will and Sachi saw the young woman bound to the chair nod and sigh. "Yes. I signed up on this job to try and make a name for myself in the guild, but we were surprised. We were attacked, split up, and I took an arrow to my back. I think others thought me dead, but these people brought me here. Four black-skinned lieutenants of the enemy." She winced. "They are some kind of people of the land, something elemental about them. I dont know where their leader has found them, or if he is of the same sort himself, but it seems that they know their way around ground but are dreadfully wary about going anywhere near the water itself."<br/><br/>She smiled. "They also surround themselves with fire." She shivered. "The throne room itself has many oil-lamps on pedestals. If a fight broke out there it could turn out the whole place into a blazing inferno."<br/><br/><hr/>OOC: Thesis matters have been settled for a while, thankfully, so I have more time again. I apologise for the absence, and if people are willing to carry on I would be glad to, but understand if its been too long.