Some puttering around the Abbey, each of the members of the party received a reading from the Oracle. The “I’m not a Dragonborn” fighter was invited to join the First Blades because he’s all knighty like that. The exotic cleric found out nothing interesting except that he’s right. The fraud was called out as such. And all of them had a run in with Mask, or at least an aspect of Mask, instructing them to make sure that “Glass Jaw” never sets foot in Ordulin.