Alana grinned widely as they ducked down hallways, leaving the stumped dragonborn man behind. With a quick gesture she lets the commander know they were done with the guardsman.<strong>"We're done, but we need to find the other guardsman. He has critical information. We have a suspect, but need to find her. Send some people to his home, anyone you can spare. He needs to be isolated, his mind has been altered. We're off to try and find her. If the curse doesn't catch us, expect either explosions or an arrest soon."</strong>she remarks as they rush past her...<br/><br/>Once they had cleared the commander and were on their way, Alana speaks up on Jian's comments,<strong>"As much as I enjoy providing 'One Last Night' services for sorrowful widows and widowers, or 'Dream Date Nights' for the wealthy, it's usually on a very specific basis... the offer would have to be very high for just any-old romp."</strong>she gives a wicked grin, her form quickly shifting back to the golden skinned overly-long eared elven maiden, her clothing shifting back once again to the armored longcoat.<br/><br/><strong>"Look for the tattoo... focus on this woman... focus on the task... If your mind wanders in the streets, we'll never reach our destination."</strong>she cautions as her strides quicken.