OOC: Apologies, I skipped over you giving Charles his money, handing over the gift for his son, and getting paid for the large rock and your service. In all you get 1650 gp

As the landscape becomes less purple and somehow off-kilter slowly transitioning to something more familiar you know your journey as almost at an end. Grey welcomes the ability to lounge in the wagon and recover from his ordeal - the bites leave impressive scars. You have a noticeably easier ability to breathe and wildlife becomes much more apparent - birds, insects, a herd of deer, and a lone wolf.

The wagon clatters along with the thump thump of yackle trots. A few more days pass before you come into sight of Krawl.

It is near sundown when you get close to the gates. A sigh of relief escapes as you feel at home once more. But it doesn't last long. You notice a figure looking you over then dashing into the city.

 During our wagon travels back to 'the big city'... Ember will use his healing spells to heal himself and to help out Grey recover.

*ok so splitting up 1650 gold for the 4 of us is 825 per pair, or 412 for 2 of us and 413 for the other 2*

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*ok so splitting up 1650 gold for the 4 of us is 825 per pair, or 412 for 2 of us and 413 for the other 2*

 Or you could throw it into the party inventory =)

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*ok so splitting up 1650 gold for the 4 of us is 825 per pair, or 412 for 2 of us and 413 for the other 2*

 Or you could throw it into the party inventory =)

*oh yeah that's a thing now*

Party Stash!..... wait... what do you mean 'Not THAT kind of party?'

OOC: You still have small pieces you could try to grind up. What could possibly go wrong?

The sun is shining brightly in there are birds singing in the breeze. The familiar smells of civilization come to you as you pass through the gates of Krawl. It's good to be ho...

"Off with their heads!!"  shrieks a vaguely familiar voice. You see Lady Johay standing with her hands on her hips, full of righteous indignation. Behind her are a dozen city guards more or less assembled for action with halberds in hand.

"Hey, aren't those the heroes of the court?"

"Yeah, I think so..."

"What is that old bags problem anyway?" a whisper overheard.

Lady Johay glares at the people nearby as well as the guards, "Those..those Criminals killed my poor helpless son! Cut him down and left his body to be devoured by vermin!" She shoves one of the guards forward, "Kill them now! or arrest them! or take them to the dungeon!"

The guardsman passes off his halberd to another guard and walks closer with his hands open, "Look, I know you guys are good folk, but Lady Johay expects us to do something. I don't want a ruckus, so probably be best if you just come with us quiet like."

Alexia shrugs. "Well, I guess turning ourselves in is an option. We'll probably get a fair trial with an impartial judg-" She begins to dissolve into laughter at her own joke.