Alethia looked pained as Timrin brought up something that had been long on her mind. They were being led by the nose. And she would be the first to smash the hand, claw or tenacle of whatever it was that was hauling them around by the nostril with her mace.
"Well, at least in this case, we are one step behind instead of three." she shook her head and immediately regretted it when her head protested. "Alright, Yolan? Do your people have any copies of what was written on the stones those demons were smashing?"
She looked up as something hit her. "Damn it! The log books and Rianna's personal diaries. All captains of any ship have them right? Hell, even this metal-man should have something written down in his quarters. That might give us an idea of what is going on!"
"Well, at least in this case, we are one step behind instead of three." she shook her head and immediately regretted it when her head protested. "Alright, Yolan? Do your people have any copies of what was written on the stones those demons were smashing?"
She looked up as something hit her. "Damn it! The log books and Rianna's personal diaries. All captains of any ship have them right? Hell, even this metal-man should have something written down in his quarters. That might give us an idea of what is going on!"