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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kobold Stew" data-source="post: 8966600" data-attributes="member: 23484">Darrock stands before the Arch Mage, amongst a group of people he doesn't know. Wait, no -- that child, the one who's late. He's seen him before. And he's going to climb a mountain? Darrock is not good at concealing his disbelief, but hopes that folk haven't seen enough of his kind to know how to read the contempt in a twitching whisker.No order or discipline, which means -- and believe me, Darrock recognizes the irony here -- that he might be the most prepared for this long trip. He strokes an ear, absentmindedly."Hope for your son's return is valuable," he says, his fingers running through the contents of the chest, checking to see if there are any gems in amongst the trinkets and coin."Of course I will help, sir. Give me until the morning, and I can arrange for us to stay in communication as we travel. That way you can know how we proceed." He pauses, thinking. He's already impatient. He turns to the others. "So, head for Fort Silan in the morning?"[ooc]How far to Fort Silan? Ought we be asking for horses?If we can wait to the morning, Darrock can make Sending Stones, and leave one with Delenir. He can also make a small device to keep an image of Delenir and the necklace as an ID token should they find the prince.[/ooc]</blockquote>