It took a day, but the Wollrane Warband reached Diessa Plateau in time to question locals during the early day.
They split up in the town of Nageling, and began their search.
It took only an hour for them to get results, when the warband met back up in the center of the town.
"Any leads?" Muto asked, looking around at her friends, most of whom shook their heads. Spots, however, spoke up.
"I think I've got one. Blacksmith said a few older Charr came into town the other day, ordered a bunch of axes, swords, and hammers. Guy even said himself he doesn't know what only three Charr would do with that many weapons or how they'd pay for 'em."
"Good lead. Descriptions?" Muto asked promptly.
"One had white fur, scars over his eyes, two horns going back, one of 'em had a broken tip. Another had brown fur, came in without a breastplate on, had some scars across his chest and back, brown eyes. Last one had yellow fur, had an eye missing and had four horns. They were all wearing plated gear." Spots explained.
"Location?"
"Said they muttered something about the Grendich Ruins." Spots continued.
"Why would they go to an old ghost-infested place like that?" Boomstick Wollrane asked.
Crowbar Wollrane scratched her chin. "Grendich... that place has an underground sewer system if I'm thinkin' right. Makes for a good hide-out, they got shelter, water, can come outside to get food."
"Good work. Let's go." Muto said.
They headed north of Nageling, and soon reached the ruins. Though to most it would be strange that the ruins were ghost-free, it made sense to this particular warband. They wandered into the underground.
"A camp! We found 'em - At least... we found where they're stayin'. Where are they, though?" Spots pondered.
A noise alerted the warband, who turned to face the entrance.
"Should only take a few days for an order that large to go through. We'll go back and tell him - Hey!" Exclaimed a white Charr, who matched one of the descriptions Spots was given.
"We're compromised! Blow the dynamite!" Yelled the yellow-furred Charr. The brown-furred Charr pulled out a stick of dynamite and lit it quick, throwing it at the warband. Muto swung her arm around to signal a retreat as the dynamite blew, collapsing part of the underground. Quickly, Muto ran to the debris and listened through it.
"We've gotta get out of here! They'll take the sewer out. Head north, we'll cut through the mountains to Fireheart!"
The voices became distant, and Muto rushed to the sewer. "Out! Quick!"
The warband swam through the sewer, and emerged into Blackblade Lake. They shook off the water as they rushed around, passing by the ruins.
"They're going over the mountains, yeah?" Hairy asked as they all ran.
"Yes." Muto said, nodding.
"It'll take them a while to make that kinda ascent. We can go through the Moledavia burrows to get to Fireheart, and we can maybe catch up to 'em!" Crowbar suggested.
"Good! Go!" Muto yelled.
The warband made their way to the burrows, and fought through minor dredge camps, making their way into Fireheart Rise within an hour.