[i][b](in response to Robert)[/b][/i] [@wierdw]

"The best protection against disaster is to avoid it altogether… yet you walk straight for it, while asking for the help of a bystander like myself." The woman tsked her lips and shook her head mildly in admonishment. "I am but a simple woman, and such knowledge comes at a price too high for my taste. For who knows calamity better than those who fall victim to it?…"

A distant memory flashed in the woman's eyes – the nostalgia of youth, the warning of a long-gone guardian. It was another life, reawakened by the fuss of the present.

"How I came to know of the disaster waiting within those ruins is of little importance – but if you must know, it is a passed down belief, an intuition, an arcane sensing." A scene flutters in her mind, of tomes containing details and diagrams of strange rituals. "...I know what you may be thinking: superstitious hogwash, am I right? And who knows, perhaps it is all a great pretense."

Amusement colored the woman's expression, and she chuckled out momentarily.

"I suppose you may soon find out for yourself. I am beyond my years to try and stop you if you wish to follow this yarn of curiosity into the dark."

For a moment, she paused, and then produced an odd trinket out of her long-sleeved garments. It was a small circular mirror, with an intricately carved wooden frame. Coolly, she handed the miniature object to Robert with a faint smile. "Here. A good luck charm, if you will. It was once handed down to me, but I fear you may need it now more than I."