When Shadavere returned to his master, the camp quickly erupted into a frenzy of action. The King sent off the first four people he saw to rescue Nialda, then demanded to take account of everyone else. They had known where Jahtera and Arngrim had gone... but not Nsia. All the decent scouts were gone, save for Morgan. Same went for their magic users... except for Grant and Holly.<br/><br/>"We're missing one. The alchemist. She can't be far." The King said, looking at the other tiefling, "Do you know where she'd be?" Vaelor took his side approvingly next to Daedius as Morgan responded, "What's that supposed to mean?"<br/><br/>"Nevermind." The King shook his head, and the Paladin spoke up, "Listen. If you have some sort of... spell or something- or your little friend there... would you go and find her? But come back right away if there's trouble." He looked at the other tiefling, "Protect her, alright?"<br/><br/>"Just show me the way, and I'll-" Morgan started to complain, but the undead knight commanded, "We can't afford to send either of you by yourselves. There's no one else." He looked back, at the protective lion that seemed to glower loathingly at him like its master. The caravan was large, with horses and pack-animals... though only a handful remained with the group split up- Holly and Morgan, the King, Shadow, Vwyn and Vaelor...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Nsia wasn't far away. Though she had walked the blight before, the alchemist was no fool to go so far away from the group when she was this deep in the forest. She was already at work, foraging her own food and reagents. Nsia had been gone for at least an hour, and only recently had anyone been sent out to find her.<br/><br/>Just when she was about complete, packing her bags back up with the newfound materials and sustenance- she heard a familiar voice.<br/><br/>"What are you trying to do?" Grant Sanctus asked, holding his hand over his mouth as he narrowed his eyes at the smoldering remains of the fire she started. Instantly, she knew how he suspected her. Only a madman ever made a fire from blighted wood or leaves. It was so vile and dangerous a thing to do, that demons took to rooting out enclaves by bundling together kindling to ignite.<br/><br/>"Is this what you do when you're alone?" He accused.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"This is pointless." Morgan said, shaking her head, "If she doesn't want to be found, she won't be found."<br/><br/>Holly and the rogue had been wandering in the forest for awhile now, surrounded by blackened plants and occasionally greeted by some aberrant form of wildlife. But as of yet, no sign of the alchemist. The tiefling looked back at the mage, "If your dragon there hasn't found anything, then we should head back. That woman's been in the blight before, she'll come back if she wants to."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Grant used Find Quarry!</div></div>