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"At least it moves?" Zayn offered. "I picked up a lamp on my travels and some strange lady told me it was important, but so far it doesn't do anything." Said lady had also mentioned beasts, so Zayn wasn't sure if this lack of activity was a bad thing or not.

"It's kinda cute," he beamed down at the pot. Who'd have thought that merely animating a common object would be enough to completely change peoples perceptions of it, and attach things like 'cute' to it?

"So what have you been up to lately?" Zayn asked Hatter. "I didn't see you at the ball they held at the Temple... Turns out some thief stole one of the crystals!"

The woman maintained her silence as the conversation continued, withdrawing a map from inside her cloak to observe. On it, were a number of features however as she brushed her fingertips over it the map appeared to zoom in on the area in which she wished to see more clearer - the area in which she selected was none other than that of the catacombs and lost in her own thoughts, she continued to observe the virtually unplottable labyrinth.

Her eyes narrowed beneath her hood and she took into consideration the quickest route for both herself and her new companions - no route was the quickest with the exception of avoiding as many hordes of undead as possible which was in itself a remarkable feat.

Releasing a sigh, she grimaced and select an option that required her to block out the idle chatter, allowing her fingertip to draw along a set of corridors and towards an unchartered area of the map...that was where they needed to go.

"That's right!" Zayn nodded enthusiastically. It had been a rather exciting quest, to be sure. "Everyone who was there split into groups and left to search for clues. We found out that the airship the thief used belongs to the Regalia family, who have a Citadel outside Durem."

He gestured to the cloaked lady. "This is Miss Dune, and she's going to help us get into the Citadel."

And once they were there, they needed to find a way to get to the Conclave and rescue the Crystal. But one thing at a time. Zayn didn't want to overwhelm Hatter or Dune with too many details just yet... First to see if they could make it into the Citadel.

All of this excitement had sent Fire's fears into hiding again. Aside from his team mate's conversation, he took notice of the object that appeared to be a map in Dune's hands. Out of curiousity, he looked over Dune's shoulder in astonishment of the strange map zooming into specific areas. "Wow that's neat!"

Turning to Zayn and Hatter, he called them over "Look at it, it's like... magic! Looks like we'll get there in no time."

Catacombs...

James stopped, looking back towards his muscle, that was currently having the fuzz ball clawing up the right side of his face to get a commanding view from on top of the ogre's head. Slowly he shook his head, of course the moron would be no help unless it was asking to smash something, he thought.

"Think clearly..." he said harshly towards Quinn, "Take a deep breath, and listen. The catacombs lead to this woman, right? Or perhaps some way to help beat her?" he offered, merely thinking vocally rather than expecting an answer from the woman. His hand gripped his lance tightly, and he seemed to be looking up to the sky.

"I don't know where these specific catacombs are... but I do know that catacombs are found beneath temples... You have done recon work right? Are there any old temples in the area?"

"Holy water." Was the only reply that Dune would give - if she were to be entirely honest it would be advise more than just a reply for the undead would be repelled by the water itself...they had never been bothered by crucifixes and she spoke from experience on that score.

Nevertheless, she soon pocketed the map once more and gave a nod as she finished her drink, rising to her feet so that the cloak finally drifted away from her lithe form to reveal the emerald travellers garb beneath, even the venecian mask could be seen smiling from within the cowl of the hood...good thing she wasn't on the opposition for some.

"And plenty of matches." She added as an after thought, aware that very few would have the capabilities to grant eternal light through the wide expanses of the catacombs.

James tried to keep himself calm throughout the whole, rambling tirade that he seemed to have somehow triggered in the woman. He even laughed a little behind his helm, imagining himself using his lance to carve an off switch in her back. Still however, there was useful information to be gleened from that long, mostly incomprehenisble speech.

"Slow down... did the vision focus on the clock tower, or was it something that was merely within the vision?" he asked the quite hyper seeming woman. There seemed little else to go on from there, lava, wizard's "conclavical" or something... It was only through supreme discipline he didn't reach out and throttle that woman until she started making sense.

At that moment he caught something out of the corner of his eye. That orange fuzzball, padding up to Quinn's foot, and plopping right down upon her left shoe. A glare was shot back towards Junkan, but he merely smiled, showing those bone gnashing fangs and giving no answer at all.

Slowly James's gaze came back around, towards the fuzzball, then up to Quinn again, "Did you at least get supplies? A catacomb is underground after all. Rope, torches, a crowbar, a knife, and at least some food incase we're stuck down there for an extended time?"