Ozdimir raises a glass at her and downs it all. Giving a gasp of refreshment, he greets her.<br/><br/>"Well, the search has brought me here," he says. "And I'm certainly doing well here. But I suppose you want to know if I found what I was looking for. Well, possibly."<br/><br/>He waves her in closer so he can lower his voice, looking around like he suspects someone untrustworthy could overhear.<br/><br/>"Someone in my circle of contacts clued me in to this cult hidden somewhere in the city. Well, hidden in general, but not to my contact. They said these people weren't necessarily responsible, but might be connected to them. Their activities have had a connected with them summoning earth elementals, recovering magical earth related to earth... things like this. It's suspicious enough that I feel like checking it out."<br/><br/>A server approaches, and gives a curtsy like gesture to Zarna. "How may I serve you?"