The crowds part around The Collected, giving him plenty of space. A few people cast weary glances over their shoulders, but most seem content to put memories of the stranger behind them.
"Eh?" The villager regards her with no small amount of annoyance. "Why would I know where the Protector is?" Another villager puts her hand on his shoulder, stepping around him to join the conversation.
"Sorry," the second villager says,"we don't really know. He's always off helping in some other part of the region, you know? But, uh... maybe you could ask the elders? You'll have to wait for a bit, but if it's urgent I'm sure it would be worth it. Would you guys like some directions?" The first villager crosses his arms with a humph.
Jaspar's face falls once more. "Ilza, I... I'm so sorry about that. We'll get you right back home after we see Tathel, okay?"
As the two talk, Lync crosses the room once more, now laden with gear. She considers stopping by once more, but no, she had already said goodbye. She makes her way back to the center of town, hopefully finding Kryuna and Hiraeth once more. @TheMOCingbird @Axels