"Mmmmmmm," the High Almoner furrowed his brow thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.  "Yes, the Seekers, that would explain..."  He turned to her fully now.  His eyes were bloodshot, he seemed tired.  The silver chain of office hung heavy around his neck.  This was the face of a man who had faced the evils of beyond and within.  And who was tired of both.<br/><br/>"Listen, Inquisitor Delia.  I need to be candid with you.  I believe that outside forces have a mole in our organization, informing the agents of evil of our every move.  When we dispatched the Templars or sent local Inquisitors, our efforts were always foiled--we only even found the ritual sight thanks to that guard, and I've got him under lock and key for fear someone will try killing him during his training."<br/><br/>"For this reason I must make this unusual imposition: High Scribe Maximilian, the Mother Supreme, and myself are the only people you may report to on your findings.  The Keeper is, of course, beyond suspicion--but he must worry about tending his flock, while we deal with this threat."  Something in his voice suggested a little more than he was letting on.  "You were chosen for your lack of connections to this city, and your lack of veterancy is here an asset--you have no past associations with the people here.  It gives you a fresh set of eyes and a good excuse to be inserted into everyone's affairs.  Observation will be written off as learning.  Suspicions will not grow so quickly."<br/><br/>The disheveled cleric ran a hand through his head and shook it, sighing.<br/><br/>"To wit, I'm going to need you to look into this man--Cornelius Lactus."  He jabbed some balance sheets repeatedly.  "Country noble, well respected, funds his local church in his Wilds township.  Not the kind of man you suspect, not the kind of man who does... well you get the point, it's the perfect place to hide, isn't it?  I believe him to be harbouring enemies of the Church, but if we sent the Templars they'd have cleared out.  I need you to go out into the Wilds, to Corvyn--his township--and pay a very unexpected visit to Count Lactus.  I believe that those behind this grizzly affair are his business associates, so look to his money."  He sighed.<br/><br/>"If there's anything I can do to assist in your investigation, by all means, ask and ye shall receive.  The guards will know you are always welcome in my chambers at all hours in future.  We just had to be... sure," he said, leaving much unsaid.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Delia Corbeanu</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://thumb.ibb.co/fuc8Ro/30fbd43781f5d2d5f0e51e696e63b06a_gothic_fantasy_art_fantasy_women.jpg) (https://ibb.co/fuc8Ro)<br/>Health: 3/4<br/>Pleasure: 0/5<br/>Anal Virgin?: Y<br/>Oral Virgin?: Y<br/>Vaginal Virgin?: Y<br/><br/>PERCEPTION: 1/2<br/>(technology): 0<br/>Investigate:  3<br/>Truesight:  2<br/>Detect:  1<br/><br/>BODY: 1/2<br/>(gaia): 0<br/>Melee:  3<br/>Fuck:  1<br/>Resist:  2<br/><br/>CHARISMA: 1/3<br/>(corruption): 0<br/>Diplomacy:  1<br/>Spellcraft:  2<br/>Willpower:  3</div></div>