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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jarval" data-source="post: 446765" data-attributes="member: 421">Kerrick and Seraphina:You both do your best to blend in, a task that is made easier by the ever-growing number of people in the square. Looking around you, you guess there must be close to a thousand people packing the Plazza, almost all of the remaining population of Bellhold.The Wyrmcall rings again, the noise very loud so close to.  A middle-aged man and a younger woman, both dressed in expensive, fashionable clothes, walk out of the building behind the platform and join Captain Haldik.  They are followed by what you assume in the mayor, given his chain of office.  He takes to the platform to the jeers of a few townspeople.The trackers:You follow the tracks back to where they diverged from the other sets, can begin following the two other sets.  You follow the trail along an old, rutted cart track.  Butterflies and insects dance around the track in the long grass to either side.As you climb the hill, it is difficult to tell that the old track used to run here.  The hill is badly overgrown with trees, and it is clear that no carts have come this way in decades.  Reaching the top of this slight rise, you look down into a clearing filled with the rotting remains of winches and other odd pieces of dwarven machinery, surrounded by piles of red rocks.</blockquote>