Taking time to make sure you've got all you feel you'd need, you all regroup a couple hours later outside the western gates outside the Docks district. Taking your leave of the city, you head out. The sounds of the yelling workers, busy streets, and active ships fade quickly and are replaced by the lapping waves of the Great Eel Bay and the larger Purgatory Sea. The spray of the fresh waters hangs in the warm air and brings the smell of sealife.

Knowing it shouldn't take more than a couple hours to reach the keep and the warning received about the Saviors, you keep your eyes sharp for signs of danger.

Psilo, did you bring your mule or leave it in the Predator's Cove's stables?

Along the way Zaphkiel happily chats with his new companions, learning as much as he can pry out of them and writing it down in his ledger.

If they get within site of the keep without encountering any danger, he says Can an old man beg for a quick rest? I need a few minutes to prepare my mind for the adventure ahead.

He finds a suitable place to sit and pulls out his book. He reads a passage, muttering to himself and acting out something with his hands.

Ritual cast Comprehend Languages, just in case. Takes 10 minutes to cast, lasts 1 hour.

" .. birds, after the ants and the flies and the worms my guys take over. They take care of the last tidbits of organic matter that are left over from everything it served as a meal before. After they're done nothing is left but dust and the who .. oh yea sure, take your time".

He wandered off to take a leak against a tree.
Then stared at the clouds over the oceans while waiting for Zaphkiel to finish.

[Private to GM: (That depends, it wasn't entirely clear to me yet whether we'd take a boat at some point or not. If not then i took it with me, if we do take a boat he'll stay in town)]