Sarah grins. "The Chinese and a great many other cultures. I love 'interesting' times. much better than duldrums, wouldn't you say?" Her fangs glint in the light pouring from the Beacon.
"I am well. Nuts, but well. What can I do for you?"
"This whole situation, ..." Mack waves his hand indicating the ghostrock and the fires." ... was caused by a ritual, am I correct? I was just wondering if there is a substance or item, or ... something, that could be quested for that may be able to neutralize it. Some sort of holy item, or purification device perhaps? I would be happy to try to organize gathering together people for it. I was just going to see Andi, for this and of course many other reasons. ..." He trails off here as if he is sort of embarressed at letting out how much he has missed his love, as if he has just revealed a weakness.