"He probably left while we were talking to go find Jordath. I need their help setting up the altar, and Jordath knows where all to find the sacred trees in the area."<br/><br/>The priest leans back in his chair and steeples his fingers, his eyes boring in to you. "Tell me, my dear. Do you know in which god's name you were cursed?"<br/><br/>Before you can answer, though, the door opens, and the large man comes back into the room. Beside him stands a thin, wiry little man who seems to be all angles, sharp of chin and nose and elbow and everything else.<br/><br/>"Found 'im, Mattine. He was just finishing up with the bear traps. So, were you able to figure out what was wrong with the little lady?"