🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Erica casts a spell of magical detection on her witch boots and tries to determine if there is anything in common with what she "sensed" from the pirate...

The only thing they had in common was a general magical reaction, but nothing more specific than that.

"That's the problem," sighed Camistella. "After this, there might not be any Ninamiata left. We're only here for a short time. One foot here, the other there! Luckily, the transport has been reliable lately."

"It's like we're doing the splits," joked the bodyguard, and led his mistress to the transport station. Eris and Camistella board the autocoach to Ninamiata and unhappily arrive in its vicinity. The transport is forced to stop due to a dozen people blocking the road. After a short time, all the passengers have to get out.
"Fellow citizens! Comrades!" said one of the road blockers, apparently the leader. "Sorry for the inconvenience! " He didn't look very well; flies were buzzing around him, and it seemed as if his jaw wasn't covered with a layer of flesh. "You all probably have important business in Ninamiata, but we are forced to take a little of your precious time."