Dinar stares at Lang for a moment, then frowns softly.  "If there were any survivors, they would not be far away," he says.  "It's possible that there are a few people left," he glares down the alleyway where the man and his elf disappeared, "and we should make certain, but I doubt it.  Another important question is why we all were spared."  Dinar walks around the party.  "My attacker was thwarted, as was the coward Tanlin's and all of the ones that tried to take you."  Dinar's brow furls.  "And of course, that leads to the question of what these things are and how they got here.  Obviously, strong magic is involved, but beyond that, I know nothing."<br/><br/>Then he turned to Abylus.  "We could try questioning them," he said.  "Though I do not know if they will respond to us, or even if they are capable of speech."  Then he turned back to Lang and Ter'ra.  "It's worth trying, if you wish to leave your dinners with me.  Just lock them in the jail."  He then walks up to Ter'ra, staring at the bulge in her stomach.  "The sea is as good a place as any to begin looking for answers, though someone should go to the temple once we've finished searching here.  If this threat is as dire as it looks, we will need help."