Lady Lucille had been surprised - To say the least - when the Imp shimmered into existence; Her hand dropping to her sword, as she whirled to face the apparition. She'd relaxed, slightly, when it became clear that it - Or she, rather - didn't mean to harm them...Lucille's brow furrowing, thoughtfully, as she considered the Imp's words...<br/><br/>Her gaze settled on the brand, her full lips pursed thoughtfully; She didn't have much knowledge when it came to sigils like that, but she knew a conspiracy when she saw one.<br/><br/>Inside the house, she'd listen intently as the Imp related what she'd seen - And done - a taut hiss thrumming from the lady Paladin's lips.<br/><br/>"...There's no telling who else is involved, then," she murmured, almost to herself. "If the Reeve is in it - They might all be corrupted." Her slim fingers rose to her chin, cupping it thoughtfully - A flicker of realization in her keen gaze.<br/><br/>"Can you guide us to the cave, Silvia?" Lucille asked - "...I say that we move out, and hit it right away. They'll think that we intend to bed down for the night; If we act swiftly, we can steal a march on them. Dealing with the townsfolk would only delay us further...And alert whatever lurks within that we've discovered it's machinations."