Three sets of fourteen lines...two crossed out entirely, the third halfway...
Bah, it's no use. I still haven't the foggiest what the markings on this bone could mean.
Would you show it to the others? Perhaps they will know what to make of it.
If we're fortunate, one of the other knights might know what the markings mean─if anything...
Can I assist you with something?
Hmmm... What an odd pattern. I've never seen its like.
If it holds any meaning, I couldn't tell you. My apologies.
If I think of anything, I will let you know.
Forename, how good to see you. What can I do for you?
...Seems to me that the scouts were counting something. The question is, what?
Should there be any developments, pray inform me immediately.
I have no time for idle chatter.
...This isn't another of Gildon's errands, is it?
I haven't time to waste entertaining his requests. A shipment of provisions should be arriving any moment.
I told you, not now. Gildon and his bone are not my concern.
Ah, there you are. Did you learn anything of value?
A shipment of provisions!? Truly? Oh, how I've longed for a reprieve from salted meats...
Ahem! Didn't mean to get carried away. It's just that I often find myself counting the days until─
By the Fury, that's it! The shipment is their target!
The Vanu scouts must have been spying on our shipments. They know they come once a fortnight!
But they couldn't care less about the foodstuffs. They mean to seize the crystals and offer them up to the white whale!
Go and tell Fabrellet what we discovered. I will speak with Lady Laniaitte.
We cannot let the Vanu get their hands on those crystals. You must hurry!
Hm? What is it now?
The Vanu mean to steal our crystals? I can't imagine how they intend to accomplish that.
Well, if you truly believe there is merit to Gildon's claims, by all means, go to the Protector. The provisions are being unloaded as we speak.
If you are so concerned for the shipment's welfare, I suggest you make for the Protector.
Netherlings are no match for mighty Gundu!
Wh-What of the provisions!?
Praise...praise Halone... Pray inform Fabrellet that all is well.
Well, it would seem that the threat was indeed legitimate...
Time and again you have risked your life to protect our camp, and for that you have my sincerest thanks.
Ah, yes, you are right. 'Twas Gildon who uncovered the Vanu's plot.
Perhaps a man of your intelligence could better serve House Haillenarte elsewhere. Should it be your desire, I could arrange for a transfer.
Well, well! To think that I might one day salute you!
I am honored, Lady Laniaitte. Truly, I am. But with all due respect, I would rather remain in Camp Cloudtop.
All I want─all I have ever wanted─is to rekindle our men's spirits. To see them walk with their heads held high once more!
Were I to leave, that dream might never become a reality...
But, if I may, I do have one small request. ---All this running about has left me quite famished. Might I─ahem, might we partake of the recovered provisions? A celebratory meal─or a celebratory snack, perhaps?
Even now, all you can think of is your stomach?
A snack─and a few casks of wine besides. That much we can afford to spare, no?
Aye, the men could do with a bit of meat and mead. Make sure they know that Gildon is to thank for it.
Th-Thank you, Lady Laniaitte! Thank you!