“If there actually IS someone who knows about this woman, it’s THEM. There’s this group of people who are all about magic and things. They would never allow anything like this to happen and if someone could help you out, it would definitely be them”, the crystal said. Crumble listened attentively. There might be help on the way! “What’s the group’s name?”, he asked.
“The Black Raven.”
Oh, damn. Of course, the duck couldn’t know what problems they had had with these people, and Crumble didn’t intend to tell him all of his adventures right now. He still had to be careful, even if the crystal would be of help later on it was surely on the side of the dwarves and the cat wasn’t sure which general side THEY were on.
He thanked him for the tip and they continued to talk a bit but couldn’t find any other idea.
On his way back home, Crumble was thinking about what the duck had said. Maybe… just maybe this even WAS a solution? Clemens had told him about these people but there was also a difference between them. Some had been rather aggressive and others didn’t like violence at all. It was a group with many different faces.
So this actually could be the right way…?