Kate—<br/><br/>You come to realize that the crew of the airship aren’t much in the way of navigators or cartographers.  This is a luxury vessel, and while she is hardy and stalwart, you surmise something that you have very often come to know: this vessel, like you, is too much for these men to handle.<br/><br/>However, you do discover a point of interest: along the road, maybe 30 to 40 miles along the road, there is an old man who sells potions.  Apparently, a steward is related to him.  The potion-maker is named Bokken, and he is said to be quite eccentric.<br/><br/>Aside from that, these men are particularly clueless about the Stolen Lands.  This is the first and last time they shall ever come here.<br/><br/>As to your question:<br/><br/>“No ransom request,” Kesten replied.  “And the victim’s name is Sverlana.”  Kesten did not particularly enjoy classifying Svetlana as a victim in front if Oleg, but there you are.<br/><br/>The perimeter is structurally sound, too, but you realize from one glance that it wouldn’t be particularly difficult to climb.  The forest, though visible from the top of the palisades, is too far away from the post to be of any strategic use to defend the post.<br/><br/>Mana—<br/><br/>“We are concerned that the bandits will only string us along,” the guardsman replied.  “Regardless of what we pay, we are  not dealing with honorable men.  They will take advantage of the situation.  But I agree with your assessment.”<br/><br/>Fu-Ming—<br/><br/>The entire fort is a tinder twig ready to ignite, as its walls are made with rather aged wooden logs.  However, excepting the middens near the rear of the post, flammable objects are not readily discernible.