<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/DalimathLadyAvali.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Innoki Duskwoven</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Laughing Demon tavern<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Senthaynatrix, NPCs<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/>Innoki doesn't seem overly worried - does he go /anywhere/ without his sword? - but he does give Quentan a 'good luck!' pat on the shoulder as he goes by. "That's something. I think." That has a note of, 'and I will be asking you more questions about that when we aren't in a hurry...' as Innoki points out the town monument. "They did a decent job of cleaning up. Someone - more likely something? - redecorated it this morning. Blood, entrails, the whole mess." He looks over at Senthaynatrix, one ear canted well back. "Whoever did it used a straight razor to disembowel the rat they got the 'paint' from." Innoki's tone is appropriately grim as he lets that sink in for a few strides.<br/><br/>"We eventually ended up at the Unfurled Scroll, over thataway. You would probably like it; the owner brews decent tea. No mention of cults, but the prison seems to have turned into a stopover for the hardcases, before they faced the rope." That should give her the basics .. gaps, Innoki will fill in as they go. He holds the door for his companion with one arm, and wrinkles his nose only a little at the smell.<br/><br/>Innoki nods - at all of the above. That he didn't see Aesa go ... well. He was busy. "Senthaynatrix has the right of it." And he's too much the hunter to like the timing. "Lorrimor was a friend, and something about this feels wrong." He takes a moment to both collect himself and order something to drink, then he gives the Sheriff a serious look. "Might as well start with the hard part. Is there anything you can tell us about how Professor Lorrimor died?"