Luke

Wow she thoroughly rebuked us, Dang but she was the one that-never mind. She’s obviously had some problems. Mumbling “Her land. Palace he-he its not even lavish just a secure brick building. A safe haven from the world.” Randolph suddenly realized that the world out hear wasn’t the moralistic metropolis of monk city. Though still naively aware he knew something had to be done.
"Nice girl." He heard is comrade prattle. "I think maybe she can help us find this guy. Perhaps we could even pay her, in food."
Looking at the loaf. “I think there’s something greater we hadn’t foreseen hear Will-” now leaning into the entry way of the second submerged hut. “I-” Bill climbed inside the burrow and found a nice spot. “We’ll talk about it in the morning I suppose…” nestling in himself; Randolph covered up the hatchway.
Just before the brink of sleep “lets head into town in the morning, their should be some good Intel on this Bartholomew character, might be connected with the guy with our deed.” Blissful unconsciousness.