The concerned mayor continued. �Did you find any papers, or any other coins.� AT this point, Shenya realized there was nothing to hide, and admitted that she, as well as the others, had not found anything. �Then this is bad news indeed. Come, we must return to town. These men deserve a proper burial, and you deserve the thanks of the remaining citizens of Duvik�s Pass.�

The group spent the next two days in the town, spending time with the citizens recovering from their wounds and learning what they could. Duh continued to read and preach, and even managed to get a good crowd gathered around him as he talked of a forgotten legend of an ancient diety. Teemto went to as many public places as he could find, hoping that the village may be able to provide him some information about his past and who he really was. He also managed to learn a new spell. Arris found a small copse among the trees, and spent nearly a day in contemplation over his failed faith at the one moment when the group needed him the most. As usual, Shenya was nowhere to be found, out trying to gather as much information as she could about nearly anything that anyone would talk about. Although she avoided Duh and his philosophical rantings.

Killian spent considerable time in the temple of St. Cuthbert, continuing in his daily rituals of fasting and prayer. He asked about the whereabouts of the staff of his mentor that he had dropped off at the temple before setting out to look for Shenya 2 months prior. �Oh, we sent that off to another abbey. I hope you don�t mind. And of course, we appreciate that you had recovered it.� Killian realized that the staff was of more use in the church than it would have been strapped to his back. He was actually glad to be free of both the staff and the sword that still carried the taint of Castig with it. And besides, that massive mace was enough to scramble anyone�s brains.