Menya's cuts leave bloody cuts on two of the riders, both of who keel over in their saddles.<br/><br/>"Stop, we've taken too many casualties!" Sa'adat roared.  Pulling the fallen rider's horses to a stop to heal their comrades, their chase against the Pathfinder chroniclers ended.<br/><br/><em>Gain 4,400 experience points.  Almost leveled up!</em><br/><br/><br/>Hanifa slowed her horse's pace to make the rest of their way out of the Pillars of the Sun.  Her Guiding Star helped the pair traverse the mountains and desert back to Sothis.  Like before they hugged the densely-populated river, and when night crept across the sky they stopped in the Village of Kalit.  The majority of its buildings were fashioned from mud brick of the nearby stream, appearing much like any other settlement of its kind along the Sphinx Basin.<br/><br/>"It's great to see new travelers!" the matronly innkeeper said as Hanifa checked them both in for a spell.<br/><br/>"We're only staying for the night," Hanifa said.<br/><br/>"Oh well in that case I hope you won't mind me telling you something important."<br/><br/>"Huh?"<br/><br/>"You see, Kalit has a tradition.  I'm Naira, one of the village elders.  I, along with the other elders, interview new travelers about their lives and exploits to be preserved in our oral history."<br/><br/>"That's quite a demand," Hanifa said.  "I'm afraid that we probably won't have the time.  You see, we're explorers going back to Sothis for research purposes."<br/><br/>"Ah, scholars!"<br/><br/>Naira's face was beaming.<br/><br/>"Once every decade stories deemed most important are preserved on papyrus scrolls, and other millennia we acquired an impressive volume of lore.  As our tales are spoken directly by those who lived them, I think we might have what you need.  But first you must share tales of your own.  Knowledge for knowledge, if you will."<br/><br/>"I'll think about it," Hanifa said as she opened the door to her room.  "Menya and I will consider it in the morning once we got enough sleep."<br/><br/><br/>Once they were to themselves, Hanifa checked the backpack for their notes.  "I doubt that this village's lore can rival the library of Azghaad's Spire, but it might have more clues.  If the Crown of Nethys was being transported, then it would have traveled south by the river and pass through this village.  What do you think, Menya?"