Somehow, we ended up in Gallaca. I woke up feeling rather exhuberant, before realising I'd been given an artifact that seems to have improved my mental arithmetic and spellcasting.
In a crowded marketplace, we faced 3 humans. Ducking behind a pillar, I still took a heavy lightning blast to the body. I picked off ?, but Faolan picked off one of them, which turned into this demonic white dragonborn, which also happened when Gash killed another. We return to El Rocinante, the bar & inn in the southwestern tip of Gallaca, the town Salamaga. While the others were resting and I was trancing, when operatives of the Master broke in through the window and copied our map of the dig site.