<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/DalimathLadyAvali.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Innoki Duskwoven</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Lorrimor Residence, Common space<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Senthaynatrix, Lexi, Caladrel, Quentan, Nimeda<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:<em>HP </em>10/10 -<em> Init</em>: +3<br/><strong>Currently</strong>:<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Yes, and no. Does seem kind of suspicious that he wouldn't want Harrowstone cleared out, though; every Pharasmin I ever met was bound and determined that undead were an abomination to be eradicated wherever they found them." Innoki looks pretty disturbed. "Might mean nothing, but my gut doesn't like it."<br/><br/>Surprised, for the start, disturbed for the rest. Most clerics serving the benevolent deities tend, in Innoki's experience, to be willing to at least help... he's not met so many, but Aradeyal's stories suggested that sort of thing is at least typical, if not standard to the training of all. "Might be something to hint at, if you can think up a lead in." He suggests, not-quite-idly, to Lexi. "Hints and innuendo aren't my area of expertise." And he even manages to say it without a hint of judgment or scorn.