Erin
Cornelius | Terresol's Public Library

"I'm a chronicler by trade, ironic considering we're in a library, and I was allowed to study the keep before they shooed me off for getting too nosy, and now here I am with a list of tales to document and tell at the request of Lady Jeanne, I assume to fill her own library. It's all very good fun, yes. What work does the Lady have you doing, if you don't mind me asking, since we're ought to cross paths frequently in the future?"
David
Lei Linas | Terresol's Public Library

"Oh, that sounds very adventurous." He smiled softly and rubbed his chin. He wondered what kind of documentations he's completed during the time of his stay at the Keep Sempiternal. He looked down and furrowed his brows slightly with a mixed expression of concern when some memories flashed through his mind. He recalled that the knight who was so kind to keep him and his comrades company. He was still lost in those wretched woods. A fearful look briefly etched over his eyes before he forced his emotions away. 

He looked back at Arthas once he heard his following query. "I work as a travelling Engineer. She commissioned me to create various types of transportation vehicles and wagons for the most part."

He looked down again and wove his fingers together in thought, hesitating for a moment before speaking. "Did... You happen to experience anything strange during your time at the castle?" He looked back up at him with a hopeful expression.
Erin
Cornelius | Terresol's Public Library

After this sudden question and accompanying look of what I can only guess is concern upon the engineer's face, Cornelius' demeanor shifted entirely. Something odd happened under his very nose, and that was simply unacceptable for a spymaster. He cocked his head, raised a brow, and spoke in his lower natural voice to imply seriousness.

"Strange how, exactly? The worst I got was a condescending look from Lady Jeanne, but you, my friend, appear to have been through something far more intriguing. What happened to you at the keep, Linas?"

His posture in the chair visibly stiffened, and he grew by an inch or two after abandoning his lazy slouch. Eyes of amber burned themselves deep into the engineer as Cornelius awaited his answer.