Motan responded succinctly with a 'no problem', then hopped off the back of Little White, leaning against the snow-white gargantuan wolf as he fell into contemplation.
With a task originally meant to be completed within a month done within less than half an hour after setting off, Motan should by rights return to Flame Claw Territory to report the situation. However, he couldn't bring himself to do so.
While Double Leaf would understand, the NPCs would find it impossible to parse how he communicated the intelligence to Sumeru. It should be noted that even if intelligence was conveyed through the Mages' Guild for a hefty price it would take at least a few days, not to mention that the Orc Holy Land had no Mages' Guild in the first place.
There was no plausible explanation if he were to return now...
