Veragwen jumped at the sound of Mara's voice, "Oh, good. You've come to.... I've tended to anyone that could have been tended to....everyone else is dust." she said sadly. "I was just about to go take a look at around town and see if there was anything that could be salvaged. There is no point in remaining. You're welcome to come with, but you should probably be resting, Mara. Oh, right, you don't know my name. It's Veragwen, I was something of a Guard Captain. Lot of good I did, though.... almost everyone I know and loved gone in an instant....Bah, I'm sorry I'm being a big downer.... I thank you for destroying the scorpion. I'm pretty sure we'd all be dead about now if not for you...." she said, smiling at Mara, albeit a little sadly.
"Which remind me. I wanted to ask you how you wound up with a Dragoon Spirit Stone. It's not exactly something you just find laying around. For all we knew they were long gone. Only to return in a time of need...." she frowned, thinking about what that might entail...
Veragwen headed for the door, "I'm taking a look around. You're welcome to come along if you're up for it." she said to Mara before leaving the inn and taking a walk around the town, picking up herbs, weapons, clothing, or any other items that might be useful. Eventually, she came upon the old shrine, it had apparently been heavily damaged by the scorpion. There seemed to be a tunnel of some sort inside it. "An underground tunnel was here all this time?" she looked around, found a torch, lit it, and stepped inside and found that it was actually a narrow, spiral staircase. She carefully made her way down.
After what felt like hours of descending the staircase, she seemed to have come upon the main chamber. Vergawen's eyes widened at what she saw. It was a fairly large room that forked shortly into seven tunnels. At each tunnel was a pedestal with what appeared to be small stones set on top, and behind she could see various pieces of armor, weapons, and even clothing, however, those doors seemed to be difficult to open and one of the pedestals seemed to have been destroyed. "Is this real?...."
Veragwen felt herself drawn to the second to last tunnel, which appeared to be for the White-Silver Dragoon, judging by the color of the stone. The White-Silver Dragoon was well known for it's healing magic. Imagine the people she could help with that, the illness she could cure. She was pretty positive it couldn't help those that were now dust, but who knows maybe it could.... She turned to find Mara behind her. "What do you make of this, Mara?" she asked.