"I guess...I'm still not thrilled about Woljif's situation." 

"I don't think Woljif is thrilled with Wojif's situation either, so, like, fair." 

The next step is to find Staunton Vhane and ask him about the Storyteller, since (she checked) this does not actually involve leaving the Defender's Heart. 

Staunton is, with some effort, findable in approximately the hidiest corner there is to be found in the outdoors areas of the Defender's Keep, polishing some weapons. The attitudes with which people react to the effort to find him may provide some insight into why he's avoiding company at all costs. 

Lusilla has no idea why people have this attitude but wow! 

"Hi! I'll get out of your hair soon I promise, but Irabeth thinks it'd be neat if my party could find the Storyteller, and apparently you're the last person to've talked to him, so I'm to ask you where he might be found." 

"...Last place I saw him was the Blackwing Library," Staunton says warily. 

"Do you know where he was staying?" Lusilla doesn't think that a library is a place to stay, but she could be wrong, and if she is then that's delightful and SHE wants to stay there. ...Later, after everyone isn't hunkering down in the Defender's Heart for security reasons. 

"No." 

"Okay. Thanks for the help!" 

Okay. Lusilla has a relatively low-quality map of the city, that she got by copying down what seemed like the most important bits of a much better map that Anevia had, since obviously Anevia's map was expensive and not to be removed from the Defender's Heart. She goes to check it again, marks down where the Blackwing Library is, and then takes the map to go discuss order of operations with the party. 

Seelah peers at the map. "I don't think this has any of the chasms Deskari cut on it." 

"'Cause I can fly us over them." 

"There are less of us now than there were at the Grey Garrison, but that still seems like it might be uncomfortable for you..." 

"Only if you were standing on me. I'd just pick you up." 

"Well, sure, for now, but...there's five of us, and you only have five arms; what if we meet more people who can help, or need to be escorted to safety? If we find the Storyteller, how will you carry him?"

"Oh. Hm. That makes sense." Plus if all her arms are occupied then she can't carry Resources, but she can bop back later to pick up Resources, she can't do that with people. 

"Also, no offense, but your other shape is a little... surprising. I don't know that everyone is going to want to be picked up." 

Shrug. "Seelah can vouch that I'm not Evil."

Pfft. Like Detect Evil is so hard to fool. 

"That only addresses one concern. You don't have to be evil to accidentally drop someone."

"I wouldn't! ...But I guess I can't expect a stranger to believe me about that." She goes and gets the known rifts marked down on the map. 

Okay, now let's all look at the map again. 

"...It's slightly less bad than it looks," Lusilla concludes, "there were some pretty narrow parts in the main square, it wouldn't be hard to bridge the gap there." 

"Only in the square?"

"There's probably other places but I don't know what other places, yet," she says thoughtfully, tapping one fingernail against the map. "Not that it wouldn't be convenient to find one, because this makes the route to and from the library much longer..." 

"There are city walls between here and there anyway." 

Oh right that was another problem Lusilla had been planning to manage by flying. "Well, it's easier to knock down a wall than to fill in a hole. --For the demons to have done so already, I mean," she adds hastily, "I'm not suggesting destroying the city's remaining infrastructure for my personal convenience." 

Camellia thinks destroying infrastructure for personal convenience sounds like a great idea, if you can do it, get away with it, and aren't personally relying on that specific piece of infrastructure. Which means in practice she generally agrees. "I don't think it's wise to plan our route around the assumption that they will have." 

With a practical route decided on that doesn't assume Lusilla will be able to casually bypass obstacles for the whole party, they set out, deliberately ignoring some kind of commotion involving an extremely shiny golem in the courtyard as they go. 

As they enter the main square in search of a good place to ford the cracks in the earth, a tiefling running in the other direction all but runs into them. 

He spots Seelah first, in her shiny paladin armor. 

"No! I'll tell you everything, just don't hit me! I never stole nothin'! I only just joined the Thieflings!" He gestures backwards. "It was all them! Back there! They found an underground passage to the Grey Garrison and they've been nickin' stuff outta there ever since. Lowdown thievin' toerags, that's what they are! But I had nothin' to do with it, I swear!"