Bella while getting ready to leave the bar, tied her hair back in preparation. Well, time to get out there to get paid.

Bella was glad she was a cleric, every few minutes she made it rain just a few drops so it was less hot, like a mist in the air. The satisfaction didn't last long, but it was enough to please her.

She carried her longspear in her hands just in case of trouble, she was never one for close combat.

After a while the road was getting to her, "I am not an athlete, we should have hired a horse. *groans* Next time, please, or a donkey, who is going to carry the kidnapped people if they are unconcious? They must be hurt or something if they haven't returned."

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Probably found everything but search check
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After team finds glyphs...
"I can't read this, I've never learned any foriegn languages, never seemed needed when younger"

After finding fire remains:
"Someone has been here, we got to be close..."