Finally, we reach the southern edge of the camp. The chaos of the battlefield is still a ways off, and from where we stand, we can see soldiers rushing north, likely to reinforce the front lines. They're too distracted to notice us slipping in through the gaps in their defenses.
"The man said he had a coin pouch in his barracks… Let's quickly go through that building first while farming some easy XP, then the warehouse, and if we can't find the [Geimroot] there, then I'm afraid we will have to enter the cavern."
I really hope they have at least a piece of it lying around somewhere that they've already harvested from whatever it is they do in the caves below. I don't know how time intensive going there ourselves would be, so I heavily prefer avoiding it if possible.
"Alright." My companion is quick to agree.
