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The sun passes overhead as the group discusses. The group ratfolk younglings visit, bringing with them a hot pot of broth, some bread and cheese. They meekly put it down near the archway of the room with your cots and couldn't help but ogle at Nikolas' armor. It's obvious they haven't seen one before.
Nickolas will take a small piece of his armor off of one of the ceremonial pieces of the elbow guard and allow the younglings to examine it, making sure it shine in the light for them to enjoy, as a thanks for the food.
Enough of this sitting about. All of this eating and sleeping is slowing us down. We have a mission. As Nickolas suggested let us follow the compass, if it gives no reliable reading we seek the stranger.