Peering at the letter over Isaac's shoulder, August nods enthusiastically. "A worthy cause. Aswin, it seems the quest, as always, has found the heroes. Shall we ride out to meet it?"

Taking two steps toward the door, August pauses and turns back. "Ah, but then, not all of us may be suited. Isaac, perhaps you should follow us at your own pace? If battle is not your calling, you can arrive once we have freed the town, and seek your books then."