The mine shafts are barely improved, tall enough to stand in, but just large rooms of rough stone. It's a shame we don't have an Earth Mage.
"There's a big city an hour's run from here" Devon informs us. "If you need anything, you can get it there, but peasants and the children of loyalist families are killed if they get near."
"So you can't go to the cities at all?" Karl asks.
"A few of us do, we dress them up to impress and they sneak in as merchants. The merchants are mostly a few generations removed from their Noble lineage, it's removed enough that with a forged writ of Nobility our spies can enter the city and not get noticed."
We should check out the situation ourselves. As isolated as everyone seems, the cities might not even know there is a problem.
"Mind if we check it out? Karl here has a spell that can disguise your face." I ask Devon.
"That's possible? How long does it last?"
