Once they figured out what it may have been and spending time traveling and gather information on the creature that did the murdering, we went off. We traveled a long time and I started getting back into weaving, I bought a bolt of blue cloth and managed to make a small hammock for the fairy, just so it would shut up about not having a bed to sleep in. It was a fine project and it went perfectly well and when we finally got to the cave, and killed the pact drake, we went back. I was lost in thought about my sewing work and the two square yards of golden cloth but somehow managed to keep moving forward. We made our way to a crypt and found a new guy. I already don't trust him, he was here before us. He's giving me no reason to attack but if he makes a move on us, I will be the first to react. I won't die without knowing what this curse I have is first.