<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/DalimathLadyAvali.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Innoki Duskwoven</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Out and about<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: All present.<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/><hr/><br/>Innoki looks around, then nods. "Done about all I can." He gives Quentan a speaking look - the kind that says, 'time we moved along' - and indicates the dwarf should take point. Over his shoulder, as something occurs to him, he says, "If you need a tracker, I'll be in town a while, helping Miss Lorrimor." A tracker, or has a question, or ... Innoki's worked one or the other end of these things enough times to be mindful of the way local law thinks.<br/><br/>Once they have cleared earshot, he mutters, "Tell me that mess didn't raise your hackles? I don't think that was coincidence."