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Fenthis makes his way towards the center of the commotion, as people there probably need help.

Perception check: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Thinking that it might be preparing to rain, Fenthis will quickly follow the directions and hope to get to the woman's home before it starts.

Fenthis will ask around a bit to see if he can find Isadora and then approach her location.

Still here.

"I guess I'll meet you all there then." Fenthis heads into town and stops a guard to ask them where they post jobs at in this city.

Fenthis had never met any of you before joining the caravan, but during the prerequisite bandit attack, he would have shown his skill with keeping people hale and hearty, as well as explaining how his abilities work.

"Well, I suppose there are worse fates. If we head into town, we can split up and see what opportunities there are to be had for a group of adventurers, should you all wish to keep working together."

I plan to get a wand of cure light wounds asap.

Since we've been travelling a while together, assume that you are all in my collective (unless you really don't want to be). Remember that if anyone in the collective is hurt, anyone else in the collective can use healing items and I can transfer the healing to the injured people, including splitting up healing as needed. I don't think we'll need it now, but I mention it so that it is in the back of your mind.

"I'm a healer not a smuggler. I was hired by this man to be a guard for his caravan. I don't know what's in it."