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James will approach, he has no reason to fear these people, though in the back of his mind he wonders wether some wand-blast might have changed them, as well.

James makes to follow, there's no point in him staying up here while a woman proceeds into danger.

"Do we head down? This wood could hold sorceries we see nothing of, and theres no knowing if there is anyone living to find."

James calls out loudly into the wood and sees if anyone calls back.

Whoops, sorry, didn't see I had a response pending, I'll get right to it.

"We'll make for the town, and do what we can for those we find."

"The entire town, you say? We rode out this way to get a closer look at those strange lights. But, truly the whole town gone?"

James shakes his head "An accord in bad faith is no accord at all. I gave no word of honor to that fairy-man, who offers us decent odds at blowing our own hands off with his "Testing". You can keep your quests, and keep to them as you like, but mark me well master Bierstout, I'll not be lightly...

James shakes his head, before spitting on the ground. "To hell with the great Gambledore, and twice hell on his venture. We lose nothing but a single gold piece not yet in our hands for every wand lost. I would as soon sink that barrel to the bottom of a lake as not for a wizard's sake. A...

"I say we go back into town" James says to no one in particular, turning over a piece of glass with his staff. "If nothing else we need to mark the Wands somehow. Perhaps some paint, or glue."

James goes over to help her away from the broken glass and see if she's injured.

"Gods alive, a chicken?" He turns to ask how the girl is, but she's already moved back into her tent. Quite a few things happen all at once, and he's somewhat baffled at first by the displays of sorcery and hostility. Seeing Hastria entrapped, he wastes no time, taking up his quarterstaff in...

James awakes, but as he did not see the transformation, he's not extremely alarmed. "What, what happened?"

James also goes to sleep.

"Do you think it could be a wand at work? I'm like to blame any odd thing on them now."

I offer each of the others a flour biscuit (1 pound total), a bright red pickled egg (5 out of the gallon jug I have) and a bit of cheese (I divide one of my pieces into five). this doesn't account for the Lizard, though James wouldn't withhold food from him if asked. "What happened?" He...

"You should eat something" He says, busying himself with making some flour cakes on a flat bit of stone.

"Aye, y'have." He says rather simply.

"I'm surprised you decided to stay. That wizard's paper has no hold over you, and you opposed this venture to begin with."

"Well, it seems to only consume those already dead. We can probably make regular use of it without much harm, if that one indeed was the cause."