With an impatient resolve, Zellara once again addressed the group, her voice carrying the weight of the crucial information they needed.
"I have uncovered Gaedren's lair," she began, her tone unyielding. "It's an old fishery, a place of horrors, where he trains innocent children to be thieves, forces them to work in the fish slurry for scraps of meat, and hoards his ill-gotten treasures."
Her words hung heavy in the air, the gravity of their task weighing on each group member. Zellara emphasized the importance of swift action, warning that Gaedren might relocate his operations to evade capture if they were delayed.
"As with all of Gaedren Lamm's hideouts through the decades," she continued, her voice tinged with bitterness, "the old fishery he now dwells in is a forgotten echo of someone else's dreams."
Zellara explained the history of the fishery, detailing how Gaedren had exploited its previous owner's demise to establish his criminal enterprise. She painted a grim picture of the desolate surroundings, the foul-smelling slurry, and the enslaved orphans toiling among the filth.
But amidst the grim realities, Zellara offered a glimmer of hope. "You must tell each other how you best fight and decide on a plan," she urged, her eyes scanning the group with determination. "And do not forget these mushrooms," she added, gesturing to the basket nearby. "They can heal wounds when eaten, a valuable resource in the face of danger."