Veyl leans over the open ledger and names the courier at last. The old root tunnel seems to tighten around the sound, as if the roots themselves are listening. The bronze token on the ground gives one dull gleam, then stills.
Veyl
The ledger crossed through a sanctuary hand. Not mine. The one who carried it next is called Brann.
She turns the page toward Enanita, showing the northern route circled in fresh ink. The mark points beyond the roots, beyond the hideout, straight toward the spires. Veyl's finger rests beside the route, patient as a judge.
Veyl
Brann was last seen bound for the northern road. If you want the truth that sits behind your mark, that is where you go.
The ledger's pages reveal more than a route, there is a notation in the same hand that matched the seal at the sanctuary. Enanita can see the thread now, the sanctuary, the courier, and Veyl all knotted around the same journey.
Enanita
The hand on the page matches the sanctuary record.
Veyl
I opened the way. You decide whether to take it.
Outside the frame of the ledger, the tunnel waits in silence, but the path ahead is no longer hidden. Enanita now has the next lead, Brann and the northern spires, and the choice moves with her.
+ Story Quest Added
Go to the northern spires
“Is Brann still in the northern road?”
YES (Even, rolled 27)
Enanita traces the ink notation on the ledger, noticing a faint, lingering scent of pine and mountain air clinging to the parchment. The map's edge shows a smudge of fresh mud that aligns perfectly with the northern road's terrain.
Enanita
The mud is still damp, and the ink hasn't fully set. Brann is close.
Veyl
He does not linger long in one place, but the road to the spires is slow for those carrying heavy secrets. You will find him there, if you are swift.
“I follow the northern road to the spires”
SUCCESS (Good Agility, rolled -2)