On the way to town, Torynth tried counciling Splendor on being less rash when regarding the affairs of the team, but Glade countered reminding him that their latest ideas were in contrast to Fanditheer's council. The monk wondered about Phantinius's intention in hiring novices for a world-threatening mission, but the sorcerer cautioned to give the assumption more time before any quick ascertations were made. For the most part, the team took the minor arguement in stride and even made jokes regarding the matter.

The group entered a market store and bought rations enough to cover each member of 'Raven' for one week. Questions were asked of the store clerk and passing customers regarding any strangers numbering '10' that strode into town recently. Responses ranged from bewilderment to a redirection to the town secretary for more information. It seemed as if the township of Tolx were confused on just how many strangers were around and they sought immediate methods to limit any threat to the town populace by confiscating weapons and jailing anyone returning after exile.

NOON: A hot lunch was eaten at a nice restaurant when two official heads walked up to the party as they finished dessert. The first to speak was an elderly man in stately dress " I understand you came upon this town for solace last night. Would you be going pretty quickly then?"
The other man, strapped to the gill in warrior mail, spoke sharply
" Sooner the better lest you be confused for spies! You attract too much attention and we ask that you leave by sunset!"