Dwarven Delvings & More Answers

Orianna's illusion now a close memory and fading just as quickly, she now presents herself as a 2 foot fae-folk. She describes her condition as a trapped predicament, lasting over a hundred years so far, and that the Aethershard mirror is the only device that will allow her to return home.
 
We bed for the evening and make the creek where once was a battleground is now a brief respite for our weary bones. It seems our purpose only continues to grow in importance to find ourselves in possession of the full mirror, to prevent it from falling in the wrong hands, and help our friends who can utilize its power for benevolent purposes.
 
Our new artificer friend Randuras also displayed his proficiency in the morning, crafting parchment in front of us. A very interesting process indeed, it was fascinating to watch. I was lost by the process and lost track of his progress, but he seemed to be fumbling at points, maybe distracted by his own thoughts at the time.
 
While scouting, I discovered an older fortress that had been seemingly abandoned. I beckoned the party to rummage through the location, and maybe scout for supplies. We could potentially find clues to these goblins or dwarves, anything for our advantage. Everything seemed peaceful, no movement, nothing but nature to be heard. We decided to use this area as a safer place to camp, since its structures would hide our campfire's light, and potentially protection should we be raided. We steadied our bellies and minds as we anticipated enemies to give resistance on our journey ahead, we wanted answers to these exploited powers, we wanted justice for our friend Mirabelle, and whoever was responsible for the bloodshed so far owed us these explanations.