Brow furrowed... not good.  Indeed, despite the beautiful woman in front of her, Lisra swore - loudly - at the mention of just whom had taken it.  Eye-demolished man who gave up all his pleasure in his life?  That was a worshiper of pain if she ever heard of one...<br/><br/>"Dammit,<em>dammit</em>!" she continued, now thoroughly upset as she addressed the woman before her "I assume the last one to ask was a green half-orc too, wasn't she?  I need to find that half-orc, Tock, and I need to find that orb, so please grant me a means to track it, no matter the plane it may be on!  It's a matter concerning the destruction of all existence, so I need as much aid as you can give!"