It was definitely magic but as for the alphabet. Perhaps maybe it was his native language? But then again a wizards reasons might be both erratic and paranoid. But it was clear he was wanting to prepare others to survive the bizarre and dangerous world. The scout gave pause for a moment.<strong>"The Jerren? I've heard tales of them but..."</strong>Grace looked back at him and asked the obvious.<strong>"But what?"</strong><strong>"But the Jerren were wiped out over five hundred years ago. From the tales I was told they were... cruel in both action and invention with a war band of them raiding the Hollow Bastion. It was the reason Yondallas Paladins began a crusade"</strong>Grace was both fascinated but worried by this brief history. The captain gave a skeptical tone to his question.<strong>"Exactly how dI'd you learn this?"</strong>the scout gave pause and muttered.<strong>"Rosie of the Golden Cockatrice."</strong>the captain smirked then laughed.<br/><br/>Grace shook her head with a slight smile and let's the matter of the scout liking short women go. Her eyes rest upon the sword and she wondered for a moment.<strong>"My lady, perhaps the blade may be magical?"</strong>Grace asked for a moment as they traveled. As they continued onwards along the path, the issues returned to which way they were going. Now they were at the divisive fork in the road. Which way we're they to head and how would they keep their direction known to them?