"I... I don't know." Ariquis sighed, setting an elbow on the table and rubbing her forehead with one hand. "You see, for a long time destructive magic was taboo, but not illegal. But under threat of war from the nearest human country, there was a ban placed on it some two or three months ago. Of course, I told Ike and Quinn about this the first day they were here, but everything seemed alright. They searched Ereg Amar a few weeks ago, so I was sure they wouldn't come again for some time."
"But... that wasn't the case." Ariquis' expression became more and more distressed, the topic clearly upsetting her. "Quinn's father... I don't know how much you've heard about him, but Cyrus is a practitioner of destructive magic. He was going to flee the country to keep himself safe, but he stopped in town to... say goodbye."
"Before he left, that... that gray thing - whatever he was, Rem - he warned us about sweepers coming to Ereg Amar. So Cyrus took them to the next town over, t-to stay the night, to... keep them o-out of harm's way..." Ariquis trailed off and covered her eyes with her hand, breathing slowly and fighting away tears.
Seeing that Ariquis would have trouble continuing to speak about this, Nessa stepped in, looking at Muralei from her seat at the table next to him. "...this all happened, like, the first day they came. They... didn't come back." Her eyes fell to the table and her voice was soft as she finished with, "Nobody came back."