Julio squints at her. "Have you been spying on us? Is there another copy of the map?"

He pauses. "Ah. Is that you, Ilena? You've finally figured out disguise self and now you're involving yourself in our business pretending to be some dark elf?"

"If I revealed my sources whenever someone asked, they wouldn't be my sources for much longer, now would they? Feel free to believe what you wish of me." She's grinning slightly.

"Now, can we get on with this? We're going to stop to buy some marbles on our way, and some food for the two of you in case we're stuck down there overnight. You can do your bargaining on your own, I believe in you."

"Okay, you're not Ilena. Probably. I've never heard her this assertive before."

He sighs. "Anton, go tell the big guy we've got a job, if he's looking for work."

Anton is uneasy. "Alright..."

He walks over to Mika and begins a quiet discussion.

He looks at Tencednil. "So. If you're not Ilena, who are you?"

"You can call me Tencednil. For the moment, treat me as a source of darkvision, a supply of Color Sprays..." She snaps, and her shadow blob comes out. It was understanding her better after the dogs in the vision, and seems to still be better now? There's something weird about that. There are no shortage of strange things about the situation, though.

"...and a friend. This little one can see through most illusions, fly, and signal when something is going wrong. Demonstrate?" It buzzes up and down. "If you need more details than that, they can wait until we aren't in the middle of this nice person's bar."

"I expect an explanation later. If we're to easy to spy on someone could simply steal whatever we find."

He starts walking over to Mika's table. "And did you really only prepare color spray today?"

"Is that what I said?"

He gives her a look. "Fine. Be like that." He sits down next to Anton.

"—and this is Julio, my fine companion, and... uh..."

"The elf is called Tencednil. Pleasure to meet you."

Mika nods to Julio. "Well, I hear you've got quite the job lined up. This ain't gonna be as easy as you think."

("I did say no details here, did I not? Later.")

She nods to Mika. Who is not sick! Maybe she can do something to prevent that? Not the priority here, surely, but it would be nice. "Well met. It isn't, which is part of why I'm here."

"Good. They say four is a good number. We'll all need masks to get through the sewers without being sick. I know a place."

"Alright, you'll take us there and then we can head to Stone's End?"

"That's fine with me." He gestures at a large backpack next to him. "I've got everything I need in here already."

"We'll need some marbles. Or caltrops, if you want to spend the money, but I'd say it's not worth it. We can set up in advance, but when zombies come spilling out we need them to have a hard time rushing us, and stabs in the feet don't bother them much. I can find somewhere, or yours if it has them."

"I know a place, but it's a different one."

('You can carry them? Are you sure you can use them? ...alright.') Two bags of marbles go to the shadow blob, and she takes the rest.

In they go! She follows behind again, this time looking over her shoulder regularly. Hopefully they run into things more like the goblins than like the rats, the goblins were much less worrying.

Anton takes them through the sewers, down the rusted ladder next to the sewage waterfall, and into the long maze.

About forty minutes into their trek, Tencednil's familiar becomes alarmed.

"Ware, incoming!" 'Buzz count and direction, bounce for many.'

The blob buzzes twice, jerks behind them, then twice more, to the left.

"Four, two behind, two thataway. Move!" She turns herself, spinning to the ones farthest from the light source. She'll most likely have to handle them alone. Hopefully they're no worse than the dogs were, whatever they are.

The two goblins behind them fire their shortbows. An arrow goes whizzing by Tencednil's head. Another slices across Anton's leg.

That won't do! She catches the beat of the combat and steps quickly, reacting just after they struck. Over to those two, and let's see how they handle a Color Spray!

Not well. Perfect. The blob bounces over, ready to do some head-bonking of its own.

The color spray sends both goblins to the ground!