<strong>Gabriel Brewer</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1GcbkX3M8pQbn33cIAG_GW-HVLeCnccV-_JdtNVqnlxk/edit)<br/><br/>After nodding to those who introduced themselves, the big warrior-priest wrapped an arm around the sorceress's tiny waist.  “And my flame,” he whispered in agreement.  Glancing around, he added, a little bit louder, “Do you have recollections of them?  The man with the goggles?  And the one who dictated notes to that goblin over there?”<br/><br/>He crossed tot he goblin's corpse to check it for clues, not sure if it had been searched yet or not.  If it was a scribe, and had note on it about what had been done to them, he'd like to see them.  Gabriel also checked it for sign of what had killed it.