A figure in the field.

[Kuromori, Taka]

(Thursday October 24th, evening)

A dark figure exits the inn and makes its way through the moonlit field, cloak billowing it the light autumn wind. It heads towards the citadel, looking for Verbena, or really anyone who might know more about Ardin's disappearance.

[Verbena Domitia]

Verbena kneels at the water's edge, giving her supply of bandages an extra scrub to try and eliminate some stubborn stains.

[Kuromori, Taka]

Taka approaches Verbena.

"Verbena?

Where did you find Ardin's necklace? What's going on?"

[Verbena Domitia]

Verbena dries her hands on her vest and straightens, moving stiffly in the cold. “Ardin fled into the woods in shame after the undead debacle. He left everything behind, scattered about his hut and the environs. I found the necklace on the path and felt someone ought to determine whether he is unable to return and thus in need of help, or is unwilling to return, in which case his equipment belongs to the community at large.” Verbena jerks her head towards the woods. “In can show you where I found it, if you like?”

[Kuromori, Taka]

"That would be a good idea. It may be a bit dark to go searching as is, but if you show me the spot, I'll make a point of seeing to it in the daylight."

[Verbena Domitia]

Verbena nods and leads Taka up the path near the bunkhouse (OOG: the one by the flagpole). She gestures at a patch of drying mud. “Hereabouts. Just by that stone there.” She pulls her coat tightly around her and holds up her fistful of sodden bandages. “If there’s nothing else, I have to get these dried, preferably before the fire in the inn dies down.”

[Kuromori, Taka]

"Alright, thank you, you may leave."

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