<strong>Ellen</strong><br/><br/>The man scrutinized her, narrowing his eyes as she began to admit her unusual nature, "I see."<br/><br/>Ermon ran his fingers through his hair and scrunched his nose in thought, "I suppose it's only fair that I return the favor... You're not from the Skyfleet so I don't think you're in on the whole 'Ministry of Cartography' thing. It's really just a synonym for the Adventuring Ministry. Y'know, like the Ministries of Energy or Labor."<br/><br/>"Those griffons? And that Garden?<strong>That's</strong>why we're here." He said, removing his glasses and inhaling through his nostrils.<br/><br/><strong>Leander</strong><br/><br/>Liah kept close to the elf, her eyes alertly darting to and fro from one side to the other. Now given a task, the natives around them seemed much less focused on the foreign pair and more on the task of escorting them through the jungle. Leander couldn't tell if they were even following a path, for there was no discernable trail beneath their feet.<br/><br/>They knew what they were doing, each of them keeping a watchful vigil on their surroundings lest another predator come stalking. Even those holding the serpant's head on a spitroast upon their shoulders kept a hand ready on their curved daggers.<br/><br/>Eventually, after a long walk that seemed to take an hour or more (though with the terrain being the way it is, they couldn't have gone very far...) and Leander couldn't be sure how further or closer they got to the ruins where Liah's gear and ring had been stolen. Finally, the band and their guests came upon another set of ruins beside a marsh. And it started to rain again...<br/><br/>There was hardly much of a welcome at first, though after the natives began to catch sight of these strange foreigners, more and more of them began to come peeking out of their stone homes with interest. At least a dozen had came forth, including a few children. The young and the old or infirm were not painted as the others, revealing an almost golden complexion common amongst the whole tribe.<br/><br/>Now they were surrounded by most of the tribe it seemed, to include more of the painted warriors. They crowded around Leander and Liah, discussing amongst themselves what to do with the pair. After taking his eyes off of Liah for just a moment to keep watch on the growing number of figures surrounding them, the adventurers were seperated. The woman looked alarmed, but when she caught sight of Leander again she shook her head softly, her eyes urging him not to start any trouble on her behalf. They were being friendly so far, at least moreso than their first encounter with the natives... And in his wounded state, a fight with the dozen or more warriors might not have gone so well for the elf.<br/><br/><strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>"Ramfish?" The noble repeated with a smile, softly laughing to himself, "Ah, good is an understatement. Ramfish is a Dawa specialty."<br/><br/>"It would be a bit of a detour..." He began, stroking his goatee with a bit of thought, "But we could stop by the Di Jun fishery on our way back. That's where all the luxury seafood 'round these parts come from."<br/><br/>"It's a little short notice... buuuut I think I can pull some strings. Otherwise we'd have to wait for them to deliver it."