Father Keydan chuckled at the comment about being balls deep in someone.  He shrugged and said, "One can't spend all day praying, no matter how enjoyable it might be."  He tapped the scrolls in front of him and said, "A member of the faithful recently brought me these when they came here from back home.  Said they'd been in his family for generations and they think it predates the fading."  He begins slowly and very carefully rolling the scrolls up before packing them into an old scroll case.   "The language is common, but it's an old dialect and makes a lot of references that I don't get.  But I know it has something to do with the Shonite faith."<br/><br/>Once the older scrolls are packed away he stands and streches his arms and then bows to the tiefling behind Ylenen,  " Father Keydan, nice to meet you."<br/><br/>Hailton bows and hands over the dagger to Ylene,  "Hailton Hellfire, pleased to meet you father."<br/><em><br/>"It's regarding my Mistress' murder... I had a... vision... this morning, and I think you may be able to help me figure out who murdered my Mistress with this dagger..."</em><br/><br/>The priest's eyes go slightly wide when the mention of the murder comes up.  "I'd heard that the trail had gone cold!"<br/><br/>Hailton mutters quietly, but loud enough to be heard, "It had."<br/><br/>But Father Keydan asks, "In what way can I help?"<br/>