<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/DalimathLadyAvali.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Innoki Duskwoven</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Doorstep of the Unfurled Scroll<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Quenten, Aesa, 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's long ears flatten themselves slightly, putting the lie to the pleasant expression he puts on. "Er. Good day. We're friends of the late Professor Lorrimor. We were hoping you might have some records or something on the prison, and who was there when it burned." He's not what one could call comfortable - it's not the people being rude and unhelpful, that doesn't bother him - but he clearly isn't a fan of being the guy who does the talking for a group.