"Rage!" Zanax exclaims. "What brings you here to Strabath?"
"To find you two and gather you all up so we can get on the road again. Things are moving faster than I expected and we have a very pressing erand to do. If you all are finished, we can do the teleport thing," the mage says, "Who is coming with you, and are they willing to be shrunk?"
"My faith cannot be shrunk," replies one of the clerics, a woman.
"You should convert!" says another, a man.
Rage looks to Sian. "Want to introduce me to these folks please?" the mage asks, "And do they know about the pools and the like? Shall I be doing a mega teleportating for all the followers you all have seemed to discover?"
Zanax snickers. "Sian, I think if you can't control your clerics, they're going to be converted...into toads!"
"Newts. Newts Zanax."
"Toads would be more useful, though. We could leave them around the house to eat the insects. Although, a couple of goldfish would be nice, too!"
"I never thought of that. Goldfish are quite useful," the mage replies.
Zanax looks puzzled "Kadlian said we weren't going anywhere until after the Mid-Winter's Feast in Sandas. Has this changed? Him and his merry band are heading south and we were going to Teleport to wherever they set up base just before the celebration."
Rage rolls her eyes, "What is it with Rangers and hippogriff's?" she asks.
Zanax smirks. "I dunno. Maybe they're not man enough to ride griffins!"
Rage returns the lot of you back to Sandas over the next few days.