Chapter Twenty-Three, 'South'

"Where is Kron? This is the tower of the warlock, but we have not seen him."

Scorch was resting in a rather plush chair. Kron had invested in some rather nice furniture, and it was still rather nice despite the recent thunderstorm. Nond was still standing, there wasn't a chair big enough for him.
"Him? He left yesterday. Hasn't been back since." The, sprite was it?, was curiously inspecting Nond. It seemed she, he assumed it was a she; it looked like a she, was as confused about what exactly the golem was as Alicea had been. Though Alicea had been more respectful about it.

"Do you know where he has gone? Has he spoken of his intent?"
Nond was focused on his goal. It was normal for a golem, but Nond wasn't normal for a golem. He'd expected a more analytic approach, more mysterious.

"The soldiers left with him, and the local clansmen. I think he got a letter from someone, alfalfa or something. He mentioned that he'd 'end their curse with their own silver'. Does that mean anything to you? It didn't to me."

Silver, Alicea didn't like silver for some reason. Always dropped his coins when he showed them to her.
"Coins. He be going to attack the monastery."
"He left yesterday; at what hour?"
"Late, After sunset. Can Nielda see at night?"
"As well as those pups can by day; but we can't smell them."

"Scorch, can you teleport?"
"Do I look like a mage to you?"
"I can no longer access the arcane. Sprite, I believe Alicea called you Vel, You must ride the winds into the valley. On the high mountain to the south there is a fortress, warn it's defenders that a company of the Alpha's men lead the local clans against them. Stay there, we shall come."
"I'll do it; you can count on me. Just one question."
"Yes little one?"
"Which way is south?"