<ul><span style="font-family: New Times Roman;">Sola's jaw was clenched as he took a seat. Whatever that just happened was out of reach; she was out of reach. She also was big enough to know what was good for her and what was not. The Fallen decided not to interrupt her escape. <br/><br/>As one young fellow came rushing into the kitchen room, Solas looked at his companion arching one fine dark eyebrow, then lowered his eyelids; one soft sight escaping his lips as his digits reached for a handful of salty almonds. He simply nodded when the Carpenter excused himself and swiftly exited the room, leaving behind Jimmy, Turbertus and himself. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">''You owe me an explanation, Solas. You have told me almost everything about you, my friend, almost everything. So, what else is there to hide?''</span></span> Turbertus - a man of about forty years - drew a deep rasping breath and looked away.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">''Aye, my friend, but I have not had the chance to give you any form of explanation.  You have promised your loyality to me and our King, and for that I'm grateful. She, I â€“ We are alike. I have never met her before but she too, <span style="font-weight: bold">was thrown</span> out of heaven. The when and the how, that I don't know. I cannot tell you more than what I have been told already. She spoke to me of the reason behind her presence with us today â€“''</span></span> Solas cut himself short as soon as he remembered that they were not alone. Jimmy's eyes were fixated on both Turbertus and the Fallen, a quizzical expression one could read on his youthful face. Solas immediately leaned in toward the lad and smiled, light azure orbs regarded the other's. <span style="color: #BFBF80"><span style="font-style: italic">"Do you know her, Jimmy? You know who I'm talking about? Would you lead me to her later?"</span></span> And before he had a chance to listen to Jimmy's response, Solas pulled away and welcomed back the Carpenter with a nod, one thumb and index finger brushing against his bottom lip.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Now, where were we? I'm sorry to have disappeared like that. All is well now. Have you questions for me?</span></span>"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">"Something, has been bothering me a lot. On my way to you, somewhere in the woods, Sir Turbertus and I have witnessed a gruesome sight, the result of a wicked crime. Someone if not something, attacked a group of men, setting them on fire."</span></span> Solas paused and Turbertus continued. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">"This woman. Solas and I could not trust her. She said that she was awakened by the presence of flames outside the city and came to verify what was happening."</span></span> <br/><br/>The Fallen nodded to both Turbertus and Kell. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">"She mentioned that she was the healer of Moranwick City. Do you know her, Kell? She also asked us to aid her with a certain wooden box, a coffin and to help her load the coffin back on her cart." </span></span><br/><br/>Sir Turbertus rolled his eyes and bit into a slice of goat cheese, interrupting Sola's explanations. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">"Which she ended up doing by herself. I have never seen in my life a woman with such strength."</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">"We parted ways as soon as we reached the City gates. The guards, distracted, that was our chance to enter the city without being questioned. Oh, and by the way. I believe we have seen her again in the Tavern. She was sitting across from us. She noticed us."</span></span> Solas paused for a moment to place an almond between his lips, fixating his eyes on the Carpenter, giving him a chance to say something before he continues.</span></ul>