Or not. He glared at the pieces that was the construct, before shaking his head with a sigh. "Right, adamantine flail. And here I thought we were in a stalemate."<br/><br/>He glanced up at the voice, and glared. "Or you wouldn't have to at all if you had heard me. Joram Kyte of Torch sent us to make sure you were fine. And to remind you that you were always welcome. We are also here to look into a someone that was a threat to Torch, and hoping you might be willing to provide information on the local scum with an eye to getting the place cleaned up."