Theremin smirks at the mention of the obsidian orb. He says, partly to the dwarf, partly to his companions, and partly thinking to himself out loud "We left the tower right away upon arriving, here, but we didn't know what here was. We were trying to get our bearings, then we arrived at the village on the other side of the forest. There, we slept one night and learned that they were survivors from the war. The next morning, we witnessed the attack, and learned about this village. We came, so you would know about the war ending, so this is our third day here. I think we need to return to the tower to figure out how to make it work. I think we will be successful. Would you and others from your community want to join us? If so, and if others from the other village also want to come, do you give us your word that there will be no bloodshed?"