Lora placed her deed on the shipwright's counter and held out her hands for
her armour. "Um... I think thou art here to have thine armour back."
"In fact." Lora muttered nervously.
"Oh, yes, that. The armour. Nice armour, it was. Thou seest, a chap dropped by here and..."
"I don't have time for stories, Trebor! Give me the armour." Lora pressured.
"I'm afraid thou'lt have to listen. A strong man came by and asked if I had any
particular-looking armour and..."
Lora got very angry. "Someone else has my armour?" She shouted, intimidating the
shipwright.
"Yes, thou seest, he forced me and I--"
"Why did you tell him you have my armour?"
"I don't know... I thought he was investigating something or carrying out
some research about different armours or something to that effect and..."
"Damn idiot!" Lora furiously snapped at Trebor, punching him straight in the
nose and throwing him onto a wall. She picked him up from the shirt and pushed
him firmly on the wall. "That was the bloody Mystic Armour, thou fool!" she
yelled at the frightened shipwright, who, in this temper, believed her this time.
"I have been after that armour for ages!"
"Then I... I guess thou art one of those crim... people after that armour just like
the chap who took it..."
"No, I'm taking the Mystics to avoid disasters from such people, thou fool, and
thou just gave it to him!"
"NO! He forced me! He put a knife at my throat! What dost thou want me to do, play
the hero and have my throat slit?"
"Thou shouldst not have told him in the first place! He couldn't know thou hath it!
He was seeing who had it. If thou didst not tell him..."
"All right! I think it is useless to keep arguing over this! If thou art doing
good, then do not act like that man and hurt me! All I can do to remedy the
situation is tell thee where he is going."
"He told thee where he would be going?"
"No, but I saw the direction in which he was going."
Lora put him down. "I bet he is directed..."
"Southwest."
"Thank thee."
"Er... since I no longer have thy deposit, I believe this entitles thee to
keep thy ship. But please do return it if thou dost find thy armour."
Lora took the deed from the counter and made her way to the door. "Indeed."
It was clear to Lora that the thief was going to deliver the armour to Jengar. He had given Lora a further worry by forcing Trebor to sell him the armour, so she now had to anticipate him before he gets to the cave. She ran to the ship and set sail for Skara Brae, from where she would run to Spiritwood, to get there before her enemy.