Mallory stopped when she saw the mage was sitting at a table with Roast.
Elodie beckoned them over to the bar. “How did you go? You deal with the smugglers?”
“We got all of them. A hellion too,” Brodie said. “There were eighteen or nineteen of them.”
“They were hired by a hellion,” Ryan said.
“You got rid of the hellion?” Elodie asked.
Mallory wished she could say yes. “He had a location specific revive. We have no idea where he ended up.”
Elodie took a roughly woven cloth, drawstring bag from behind the bar and held it out to them. “They should think twice about coming around here in future. Thank you for your help. You’re always welcome in our village.”
Mallory took the cloth bag, nearly dropping it. The bag was a lot heavier than she’d expected. “We’re glad we could help.” She h
