The Settled Side Quest

Inigo moved first, setting the charge beneath the ruined apothecary. He knelt by the cracked stone foundation, glancing at the faint, rust-colored sigils etched into the mortar—traces of the cult's presence. He wedged the explosive under a floorboard and secured it with adhesive. His breath hitched slightly, but his expression stayed stoic.

Lyra took the next charge. She and Korrik lifted a glaring slab beneath the broken statue in the square, slotted the device underneath, and covered it carefully. She looked to Inigo, who gave her a tight nod in reply. She tucked the trigger safely in her pouch.

They moved in small teams—one charge planted under the old inn's support beams, another inside the abandoned blacksmith's forge, and another beneath what used to be the barracks. Each placement felt like a blow—but also like needed surgery.