When he inquired with Talia, she gave him a frown. "That's the problem... we've heard nothing. Anyone who might be dispatched hasn't had time to return yet, but that they haven't returned is... worrying. It would have meant they met someone on the road. Maybe... Allison? She's a Diviner, she might be able to find something."<br/><br/>A short while later, they gathered around Allison's Scrying mirror, as the spell's casting came to a completion. The water shimmered, and a clear image of the town of Varnhold appeared before them. Everything looked normal, at first glance, and it would take a few moments before someone spoke up. "There's... no people. There's no one there. At all."<br/><br/>Sure enough, the town looked like a ghost town; everything looked intact, but there were no people in the streets, or the fields, or anything. It was a high-level view of the town, and Allison was unable to guide it closer or provide any more detail, but the result was clear; something very bad had happened.