by Graybeard » June 9th, 2010, 9:47 pm
Sister Rose thought for a moment. "Well, let's see if we can work this out. Lillith says he's going away overnight, but coming back tomorrow. Has his horse been stabled here for a while?" A nod from Suriah confirmed that it had [OOC: hope you don't mind me putting that "word" in her mouth, CF ... /OOC], so she continued, "That means that his base of operations is around here, or it wouldn't make sense to stable the horse where it was. He's not staying at the same place as we are, and there are only about three other inns nearby. We can probably figure out which one it is by simply checking them out."
She paused for a moment to drip more water on the magazine, which was still smoldering. (Might there be some magical way to learn what they wanted to know from what was left of the magic-charged fly? She couldn't think of one.) "The thing is, though, wherever he's staying, he's going to be somewhere else tonight anyway. Presumably he's going east; that would explain why he's staying on this side of town, and there's really only one way out in that direction. And there aren't that many things in that direction to attract an archaeologist's attention, at least that we know of." She turned to Drusia, an odd smile on her face. "Maybe you'll get to explore the possibility of turning that old castle into a dance hall after all..."
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