Those that entered the tomb to retrieve the Chalice find the trip back out much quicker than the way in. As if the tunnel before tham was much shorter than it was before. They emerge from the cave to the surprise of both the Cleric that waited with the their wounded guide, and the guide himself. The sun had yet to progress further along it's path in the sky and Braxon himself remarked that the three had no sooner entered the cave then the exited it with Chalice in hand. Seems the time spent in Dromars tomb was not time lost at all, the last bit of magic in that place making sure they lost no time.<br/><br/>After a brief night spent in the mouth of the cave(with later inspection of the wall revealing a solid back merely 30 feet in, the tomb sealed forever) the group left for the village again. The journey uneventful, the air uncharacteristically  warmer made for a pleasant and smooth trek back, even the guide being wounded did not slow them down to bad. They were not greeted with a heroes welcome, not at first. retrieving the cub was only part of what they were sent to do. Over the next few days each female in turn, Talli, FiFi, and Arya took their turns filling the cup. Either pleasuring themselves above it or helping the others achieve the desired outcome. the town was slowly brought back from the brink of death.<br/><br/>Then, only then was the heroes feast given. Thankful villagers brought out food, played songs and sought the companions ship of each hero in kind. Braxon was treated quickly by the village healer, and though he would be on bed rest for awhile he was included in the festivities. He and the heroes never once slept in a bed alone until the day they had to return to the Guild. With the chalice in Pavels bag they 4 heroes said their goodbyes to the fishing village, parted with those that had warmed their beds and journeyed back to the Crossroads.