<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f8/Kryztofs.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Kryztofs</span></strong><br/><br/>At the witch’s admonishment, Kryztofs simply tips his flask again. Looking at seemingly no one in particular, he murmurs, “Aye ‘n love would mama her…. Do not you tell her why?” before following Yziie. He can almost taste the flame as the witch conjures it and keeps a lidded eye on her lest she decide to let it fly.<br/><br/>When Yziie leans in to whisper to Abigail, he doesn’t intend to listen in, regardless of how close Yziie still is. But he, and only he, hears the voice. “Has she secrets. Seeecretssss. Find them must you.” “Tace,” Krystofs barks before following the mercurial maid and the dwarf, along with his partner and their new guide, to the inn as if nothing untoward has occurred.