Rayne slapped his hand down upon the table’s surface, feeling the surge of excitement for adventure coursing through his entire being and spilling over into an improvised pep talk.  “Well then, let us stop lazing about this hole in the wall and seek answers to those questions!  Or at the very least a place where we can get a pint in a timely manner and afflicted whom I can attempt to cure.  Adventure is afoot and the bounty at the end of it will not wait for us to fulfill our voyeuristic needs or nurse our battered testies.  Everybody on your feet and let’s hit the street!.”<br/><br/>After a bit of collaborative eavesdropping and questioning, they managed to find a solid lead for a starting point.  It was only appropriate that said starting point is believed to be where the plague supposedly originated.  Intent on beating any other mercenary group who may have similar tactics, the three promptly travelled forth to the farming village of Kilym.