The Captain's Doubts

As much as it pains me to consider the possibility of a traitor in our midst, that Blue Salt weasel might have had a point.

Livek is the biggest patron of the Crimson Watch. His support is what makes camps like this possible. If he had stepped foot anywhere near this area, my scouts should have told me about it.

Let's do one last check, just to be sure. Speak to each scout in this camp, and ask them if they've seen Livek anywhere in the Golden Ruins. Who knows? Maybe his ship was delayed and he only recently arrived.

'Ello Watchman! Somethin' I can help you with?

Some Blue Salt bigwigs have gone missing? Nah, sorry. Haven't seen hide nor hair of 'em. Maybe their ship was lost at sea?

You're new to camp, yeah? What's going on?

Sir Livek, huh? Why would a rich man like him risk his neck exploring the ruins? That place is crawling with Anthalon worshippers! Something doesn't feel right, here.

Yes, what can I do for you?

Sir Livek was here? That's impossible! If he'd landed anywhere along this coastline one of us would have heard about it. What's this all about?

None of them saw anything? Damn... That means either Livek never arrived, or there's a traitor in our camp.