*A wirey well dressed elf attempts to make a report to the temple in Fort Llast.*
"I was heading into Storan's invisible and I ran into this trio of folks in front of its gates. They warded to go inside and spoted me, so we had a short conversation.
I didn't like them a bit."
*Describes Alandric and Hal* //To whatever degree they are comfortable with.
"The wizardly one mentioned robbing or killing a merchant. The other one needed a lesson in dressing, or caring for his armor at least. I didn't like his eyes at all. Oh and there was a third one, but I didn't get a good look at him.
So?... Oh ya, I heard you were looking for something near Storan's and thought I'd report it. I figured maybe you could do something useful instead of hunting down women that needed your compassion and help and -killing- them.
I'd of watched them, but we started talking silk and when I looked up, they were gone. No fair distracting me with silk. They didn't strike me as anyones important, but I figured it was a good chance for me to make a report and tell one of you personally...
Toran is a hypocritical jerk and poopy-head."
*Raz gives his name if asked."
//If the Toranites wish to detain him, try to extract more from him, or take him out back and flog him. Just let me know.
