<div class="floatleft">(http://i1027.photobucket.com/albums/y335/SheerFantasia/e5173e45-5dd8-404d-bb84-e6b049b14e13_zps5891d797.jpg?t=1405425906)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">KYRAS ILLIAN</span></strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Class:</strong> <span class="bbc_u">Oracle of Winds (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=953933)</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Location:</strong>The Slaughtered Prince (main room)</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alara (Sinestra); Group</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>"Crimes and details," mused Kyras as the woman named Alara explained it briefly to him.  "Sounds like fairly serious business.  I suppose it could also have blackmail material - things to demonstrate that this Mr. Finn has a measure of... control over us.  Could I count on your discretion should you find anything... uh, embarrassing?"<br/><br/>"It sounds like a plan master Darcoli," he began at the offer of the halfing's special brew, "but I must say that even from here, it doesn't smell too appetising!  But let me see what I can make of it..."  Accepting the small container, Kyras frowned over it, cocking his head left and right, trying to decide whether he was actually feeling down enough to try it as Isoke had done.  Finally, he held the pot between both his hands and chanted a small prayer.  Satisfied, he set the contents to his lips.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ADDITIONAL NOTES</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kyras casts <em>purify food and drink</em> on Darcoli's brew, just in case!  ;D</div></div>