Garavel - NPC's page

-Anything will do, I guess. Or, at least, we can try. I'll be sure to talk it to Jeral once he is recovered. Thank you, Garavel!

Having at least found a hint, Rukn rests happily and hopes to be able to confront next day's challenges.

Garavel bows slightly as Rukn departs.

While Kilarra and Erizi go back to Solomon to have their wounds attended, Rukn seeks for Garavel all over the place. When he finds him, he explains what he needs and asks if something could be done, though specifying that there's absolutely no hurry.

-Just, you know, a way to carry it easily.

Garavel thinks for a moment, then nods to himself, "Is there a requirement for what material the amulet should be made of? If not, I am fairly certain that Jeral could fashion something secure; he is rather clever with leather and strings. Once the second caravan arrives, there will likely be someone there that can work with gold or silver to fashion a more permanent solution, but Jeral can probably put together what you need until then."

Jeral is one of the caravan guards. Rukn remembers seeing him in the infirmary, injured but not in danger of death.

Garavel bows to Almah in acceptance of his task. After she leaves, he turns to the gathered party, ”Welcome to the Sultan’s Claw,” he says with an ironic twist to the words. ”I will begin investigating immediately, starting with gathering the accounts of those who were here when the fire started. Would you like to assist with that or examine the site of the fire first? Or do you have other questions before we begin?”