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I was going to say it takes more than that, but that is a silver ass pipe so.

Crash.

She beats and beats at it, the crystal shattering in chunks, dissolving into sparkling bits. As she breaks it down, they're greeted with a sweet, pleasant scent. The coffin is actually resting on a bed of purple petals and berries--belladonna. Do they know what that is? Hm.

In any case, it's an open casket. Look inside. . .?

For Warden though, the note has some potential location, but one that partically stands out is labeled The City..]