We remained in the camp through the afternoon and night, to leave the next morning. It was still tense. You could feel it in the air.
I overheard Adrienne explaining that gnolls worship a demon lord, which probably explains where the crown came from. She directed Skhug and Yum to further identify the crown: "The crown grants the wearer 20 Strength, and allows them to instill fear around them once per dawn. However, these benefits are only conferred to creatures with the evil alignment." I overheard whispers of the other items: a +1 trident, a ring and a sentinel shield connected to someone called "Rynald". Not to mention Braeden's cloak (from when I met their party).
Of course, everyone looked to me as Yum finished his inspection. I didn't answer; by the gods, I don't think I could attune to the crown even if I wanted to. I old spoke up when Adrienne insisted her artificer guild wanted to protect the crown: "I am from a religious group, and we are better equipped to protect it."
And with that, I swayed the bard Martin to my side.
Yum was the arbiter her: stooped over his cooking pot, he reasoned that we should head to whichever group is closer. Definitely the artificing guild (inside Ferrambula), but I didn't tell them that. Regardless, they chose the college. "We could drop it off on the way," Khalida offered. She -- the other woman of faith -- seemed to be on my side.
I'll have to play this the long way: Braeden had the crown, as frustrating as that may be... until it was given to Khalida. Thank the gods. I'll keep her close.
And in a stroke of good luck, Adrienne even apologized for absconding (alongside Braeden) with my horse and mule.
Fate changes. I pray it is better to me as time passes.
On the way to Ferrambula, questions were asked of Yum: about his race as a satyr and his cooking skills.