The Venture-Captain listens carefully to Pierre and Nivik. "Impressive. There is much we don't know about the Mana Wastes, and more we have yet to learn..."
He looks at the doll, who opens her eyes. "Nira, is it? I'm sorry to hear what happened to you at the hands of that cloaker. Er, teeth of the cloaker. It sounds like your memories are returning, and that's more important right now. You are welcome to remain with the Pathfinders for as long as you need to."
Out of his drawer he pulls out a chest, laid with many protective magical symbols. He pulls a cloth, wraps the seedling in it and seals it within the chest. "Rest assured, we'll take good care of the seedling- we'll figure out how to help it rapidly grow crops without endangering the populace. I wouldn't be surprised if the people of Mercy were subject to their transformation."
Roderus reaches under his desk and withdraws a fat pouch of coins.
"I told you I would compensate you for the success of your investigation, and I am a man of my word." He distributes coins to the PCs. "Well done, Pathfinders. It’s good to know I can rely on you for future missions."
No one is exactly sure of the ritual Amenira used to transfer herself, but Nira seems to have become more lucid. Especially after Pathfinder Craftsmen were able to repair her body.
"Thank you all for your help." She bows to the party before they leave for the next adventure. "If you need my help, please ask. Amenira...that was me, wasn't it?"
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Bom does his best to mention other facts that NIvik and Pierre may have left out. Noting that the villagers thougth the cloaker was a vamapire, the usualness of the plant and the die, as well as noting the strange customs that Amenira had recorded in her journal.
Bom then uses his downtime to attempt to finalize a report for the Society with the help of his wayfinder
