With that figured out, Zulf pulls some scraps of paper and lays them on the ground for Tobias to look over. Some of them have a clear sort of lettering and are obviously words of some kind. There are a few others, however, that are basic sketches of people in different kind of clothing. He points to one which features short sleeves, an overskirt split up the sides, and strips of cloth which seem to loop around the back from the shirt. "A member of the Garmuth sect." The next one features a long coat with a deep V of a collar, gloves, and a belt full of pouches. "Jevel sect. I'm not sure if any of their number are with the group of survivors, although it would be for the best if they were.

"The Jevel sect were the ones in charge of health and medicine in the Terminals. They also were responsible for making the cure in the first place. If one were there and knew we had more of it, then I'm certain they could convince the rest of the group to listen to us. Garmuth's sect often dealt in being ambassadors along with some of the other sects, but they're also known for being the most open minded.

"You already know what the warriors look like, and my outfit as well. When it comes down to it, they're the ones most Ura would look to in times of trouble. The symbols I've written down are what they might use to help guide one another back to wherever they've set up camp... But I wouldn't doubt if they had something more subtle after the last time. I doubt it needs to be said, but keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary."

With that all said, he looks up to Colin and Tris. "With that information given, until we actually find the group, I leave myself in your hands. I'm no tracker, after all."