Bremorel glanced over at Samedi, sensitive ears picking up her little gasp... and sharp eyes not liking how she looked at the devil, not one bit.  But this was terrible... what could one crow and two girls - and she wasn't even sure about Kayerie - do against such a foe?  Or maybe just herself, as the crow fled the room.   That was probably the wisest course, although Aleria's body was still here... Bremorel dropped her end and stayed by the wizard's legs, sitting on the floor "exhausted"... and not having to fake by much.<br/><br/>"Rafael... where... where exactly would you take us?  Can you deliver us to the entrance to the Pilgrim's Path?  Or... even to Meklier?  Hunter, didn't you come from there?"  She actually wasn't sure if that was where the rogue had grown up, but it seemed a fair guess... and might be an option Hunter would support, despite her apparent seduction by the fiend.