Esyllt! They're back!

(Esyllt comes rushing out of the back room.)
Are you hurt? Where's the boss?

I'm right here, coconuts!

(Esyllt slaps him across the face...
then launches into a big hug.)

I'm glad ya missed me, kid.
I brought back a DOOZY of a load this time!

(Tristan drops a hefty sack of gold on the ground.)
Check out all these gold coins!

...

...

Hello? Gold coins?
I'm excited. Why are we not all excited?

Look, if you're mad about me taking off like that...

What if <Fiona> didn't find you?

You are supposed to TELL ME when you go on any
guild-related outing.

And what was with the cryptic clues?!

You can't just say, "I'm going to the Ship Graveyard,
You have to go in when there's a storm"?!

That was to throw other treasure hunters off the scent!
Ya know, make sure we got the goods for ourselves.

WHAT other treasure hunters?!
Nobody knew about it but us!

Well... I dunno.
Maybe the trolls get a sudden hankering for gold.

Look, I got enough to fix up the office, like you wanted.
Ain't that worth something?

(Esyllt lets out a sigh.)
I swear, you are impossible to work for.

You never gonna build a new office anyway...

...?

(Kean enters slowly.)
I'd heard you both returned.

Uh, hey.
Who are you?

I am Kean.
I gave your guild a commission while you were away.

This is the guy that gave us the job that led us to you!

I guess I owe you a drink, pal.

Now what do you want?

I'm here to collect any treasure you
brought back from that vessel.

That was the job, was it not, Ms. Esyllt?

Hey! Whoa there!
I wasn't here to sign off on that job.

This stuff is guild property. Nobody else's.

I was afraid you'd feel that way, but I do have
official documentation.

(Kean carefully unfolds a letter and hands it to Tristan.)
...The royal crest?!

"All items on said vessel are property of the royal coffers
and will be requisitioned for the good of the kingdom..."

Are you kiddin' me?
Do you have any proof?

The proof is in your hand.

(Tristan shakes the letter in Kean's face.)
Not... this! Proof that you're from the royal family!

I'm willing to buy this being the real deal,
but how do I know you are who you say you are?

I'm not gonna be responsible for handing the king's
treasure over to some low-grade con man.

(Frustration flits across Kean's gaze.)
If you're going to be like that, I have no choice.

Wait here, and do not do anything with that gold,
It's... going to take a bit.

You aren't gonna let this go, are you boss?

...

Is it over?

Would you take that stupid robe off?

(Milo ditches the cloak.)
Fine.

Hey <Fiona>,
Let's go see Enzo while we wait for that guy.

You made it back...
The jungle told me you would.

(Milo tells Enzo about the meeting with Kean.)
I knew that guy had the stink of nobility on him.

Well, let's see what you got.

This thing looks a lot like that staff that troll was using.

It's got some real weird vibes coming off of it,
but it's not particularly good or bad.

It sorta just... is.
Not like that core I looked at...

Whatever made that thing evil,
it isn't at the Ship Graveyard anymore.

Not there?

Maybe that's the weird black thing Rhea
was talking about.

Do you think all this zombie stuff could
happen elsewhere?

Anything's possible.

Dang, I got all excited for nothing.

I think you did, Milo-man.

I don't think Kean came all the way out here
to look for a few missing gold coins.

Whatever else was on that boat has some nasty powers...
The kind of powers that could change the world.

Might even be something like the Destiny Stone.
Milo, <Fiona>, I think you're gonna have to figure it out.