<strong>Caladrel</strong><br/><br/>As it turns out, the armor is an inheritance - and, as per the instructions of the grandparent who bequeathed it, it's for sale. According to the shopkeeper, her ancestor thought the armor was too useful to collect dust, and too well-made to be broken down for razorblades.<br/><br/><strong>Quentan, Lexi?</strong><br/><br/>(( Assuming Lexi comes along, for a chance to show Innoki up ))<br/>As the last time you visited the Restlands (or the first time, for Lexi), wisps of fog linger over the moor being used as a burial site. The sun appears dim, its light refracted by the amount of water in the air; the gravestones and trees cast shadows that appear to dance as a soft wind blows the fog around. The crypt the professor mentioned is not difficult to find - he detailed well where it is located. The crypt itself turns out to be an actual mausoleum, constructed from granite, its roof decorated by a pair of leering gargoyle statues. The door is held shut by a rusted lock - though investigation reveals that the lock has, in fact, been broken by acid, and rearranged to appear intact to casual observers. The crypt itself is empty; no dead are buried in the burial niches in the walls, and dust covers the floor. A set of tracks leads deeper into the structure, ending at a massive stone sarcophagus at the far end of the crypt.<br/><br/><strong>Nimeda, Kaina, Shorn</strong><br/><br/>(( I have absolutely no idea at this point what you three are planning on doing. ))