Chapter Three - Return to the Mournland

Kalli takes one of Meepo’s scones and hops up on one of the old tables. She takes small bites, nodding her approval of the pastry.

"We have a few hours before we’ll even know if Lord Tornn will get here today. You haven’t told me much about your journey. Ghosts? Fire and dust monsters? I’ve been in the Grey several times, but never past the cliffs. What did you see? Let’s hear it.", Kalli takes another small bit of scone as she waits.

Kalli listens with a warm smile to Vice's story.

"Those spirits in the mists are vile. Everyone has a different story of what happens when one catches you. Some think they're evil. Most have experiences that relate to Cyre somehow. I think they're trying to tell us something.", she says solemnly, "I'm just not willing to let myself get caught to find out.", she admits.

"I'm sure that cart is fun, but would attract a lot of attention. From what I've heard, it wouldn't be a good idea for travel deep into the Grey with it. There are places where magic doesn't work at all. Other times, things aren't quite where they were. Places disappear. Then reappear. And the mutants! By the Host, I hope those weren't my people."

Kalli listens intently to the discovery of the warehouse, the Living Fireball, the two Ghosts and the Dust Mephits in the area. "Without question, the Mournland is a dangerous place.", she says. "In fact, the Grey Dogs are on a job in there right now.", she stares off in thought at the east wall, toward where the mists would be in the the distance, "It's been a few days though. They should be back any time now...", there's a hint of worry in her voice.

Kalli blinks in uncertainty for a moment at Laulalith's comments from Tarin and observations at Ikar's base.

"I... well, I mean... Huh.", she stutters for a moment before composing herself and continuing. "Well, they've been out for just over a week, but that's to be expected for a trip to Eston. Unless Ikar knows where to look, it would be unlikely anyone would find them."

Kallli sits in calculating thought for a moment, her eyes betray her concern before she speaks again. "They brought enough supplies for a week. They should be back tonight, or tomorrow at the latest.", she says finally. "What if they're not, though? The whole crew is on that job. I was only here to find someone for the warehouse.", Kalli stands up, "We have a few hours. I have a couple of contacts in town I could ask. I'll be back shortly."

She then hops down from the table and takes her leave of the group.

Famul arrives back at the hall carrying a surprisingly large amount of lumber held on his head with his hands. The group realizes that their little warforged companion is indeed very strong. "the carpenter has given famul the lumber… the lumber will fix the roof… famul will fix the roof... the carpenter has more lumber... the lumber will fix the shutters and doors... famul will retrieve the other lumber..."

Famul rattles with pride at the praise from the group. "famul will do a good job...", He and 37 drop the load off lumber in the back room. The little construct then leaves to retrieve the remaining lumber from the carpenter.