Thuldrin then snaps his finger and Pay Day, the man with the broken nose, steps to. "Make sure no one bothers these trees other than our friends here when they have the cure for it."
"Aye boss, you got it." Pay Day sucks his cheek and spits into the snow.
Baleson motions, "I think we are done here. I'm going to check on Laurel, come see me when you are done with Namdrin." He heads off.
That leaves you with a need to now see the Carnival Master. So you head to his tent. This one area of the carnival is where the carnies have their tents set up. A few are ripped down and open, but others remain. It seems Kreed's lumberjack mob didn't make too much of a mess of it, but made their point clear enough.
You see a few carnies, licking their wounds, but most of them died quickly when the Dark Fey took over, they were the first to go. The largest of the tents is Namdrin's. As you near you can hear a woman's voice, it must be Tessa his wife. "Just leave me be Namdrin. I want to be alone."
Namdrin comes out of the tent pushing the flap to the side upset. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are red. He spots you and straightens up letting out a long sigh he was holding in. "Returned are you? Any luck with the trees?" He gulps down and forces a smile.