<div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/3021/scarredprisonersmall.jpg)</div>-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_u">Alienist:</span></span></span><br/>-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Courier;">Father Egon Drescher</span></span><br/><em>- The Veil Watcher</em><br/>- Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8711); 200/200 HP; AC 18<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Father Drescher took the proffered crystals gladly, rolling each between his fingers with a look of strange contentment before placing each in the outer pockets of his pack.  His head dipped a notch in thanks, and he soon fell into step with the other hired hands as the caravan moved on.  The bargaining had brought a certain focus to his gaze that had not been there before, and it was with uncomfortable interest that he studied those that he had elected to accompany.  There was a shadow of a smile on his face as Tor made her sudden appearance, but otherwise his expression was as neutral as a plastic mask.