Atisha looked towards those who introduced themselves. The shopkeeper was Magnus, than there was Avis of House Vidar. The other Alftarian was Larteis, and his drake was Bellant. The last one to introduced themselves was a bit of a dozy. Her name was Anora, and she made it quite clear that she was a shady character. Upon asking how they would trust someone so armed, Atisha quipped.<span style="color: goldenrod">"You say that as though it makes you unique among us."</span>Atisha lightly grasped the coin-shaped amulet around her neck, her magical focus as well as combat staff. She didn't reveal the glass throwing knives she kept hidden on her however, as that would defeat the purpose of them being hidden.<br/><br/>Anora soon lowed her weapon and put the arrow into it's quiver, somewhat quelling the tension in the air. She was certainly shady and Atisha was distrustful, but currently she was in no position to reject her help. If Anora is as good as she claims to be, her skills would be useful. Her attitude would have to be tolerated, if only for now.<span style="color: goldenrod">"Right than. No doubt the sole survivor of today's attack has already spoken to his associates, who are likely hiding or trying to maintain a low profile. Some of them may able to recognize us by appearance depending on how well the survivor's memory is, so it would be best if we also made sure not to attract too much attention to ourselves. Aside from that, do what you must to find any members. If possible, bring them back here."</span>And with that, Atisha stood up and left the derelict shop to track down an associate of the attacker.<br/><br/>--- Some time later ---<br/><br/>The sun was setting but it's light still shined through Goldenburgh. Many of the market stalls were closing while the nighttime business were opening up. But away from the hustle and bustle of the night life was a lone figure in a dark green cloak. Around his neck was a tree-amulet, but it was hidden underneath his tunic. His footsteps were wobbly as he was weighed down with a heavy backpack, as he was a bit intoxicated. He had a few drinks at one of the taverns before he had gone out to buy supplies for his group, and had heard of a good deal near one of the less-populated areas of Goldenburgh. The hopes of getting a good price for his item as well as the numbing effect of the alcohol made it so that it never occurred to him that he was walking into a trap.<br/><br/>The drunk stumbled onto the scene. An empty square with only a dried-up fountain at the center. The man mumbled incoherently about the place he was suppose to go to, as he was told to find a store with a "Green Light". He wondered around aimlessly for a good while until he saw what he was looking for; a lantern with green-tinted glass, creating the effect of green light. But as he walked towards the light, Atisha attacked.<br/><br/>During noon she had wondered through crowds of people, keeping an eye out for those with the tree-like Amulets. She knew it would not be easy, so she was carrying around a bucket of water. She would pretend to have some place to go with it, "Accidentally" bumping into various cloaked figures and getting water into their tunics. If she could see their amulets, she would offer to clean their shirt and purchase them a drink. She bumped into at least twelve people before finding her mark. After that, all she needed to do was feed him some honeyed-words and spiked ale and he nearly eating out of the palm of her hand. Atisha managed to figure out he was part of the mysterious attackers after looking at his amulet more closely, though he was quite able to deflect any attempts at her trying to figure out why they were there or who they were even in his intoxicated state. She would need to apply a more potent drug into his system if she wanted more information, but here was not the place. So Atisha fed him lies to "Help" him on his journey, and when he left she prepared some poisons and serums for later.<br/><br/>Atisha was not a big person. You wouldn't imagine that she would be able to choke a fully grown man, and certainly not the cloaked figure, who stood a head taller than her and was three times her weight. But with careful planning, even the likes of him would succumb to her poison. From a heighten elevation she hid until he walked passed her. She than jumped onto his back, wrapping her left arm around around his neck and putting a cloth over his mouth and nose. This cloth was soaked in an odorless chemical that, if inhaled even in moderate volumes, could cause the victim to be knocked unconscious. By attempting to choke the man, he gasped for air, right after the cloth was already put over his mouth and nose. He continued to gasp for air but only inhaled the chemicals, and soon he collapsed, his mind numbed by the effects of Atisha's poison. It wouldn't kill him, though she should give him some treatment so that it won't damage him too badly. She had some questions for him. After making sure her poison wouldn't leave him too brain-addled once he wakes up, she stripped him of his weapons, trinkets, and other supplies, leaving him only with his clothing. She than tied his arms and legs together and dragged him out of sight.