<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Kachina - Shack</span><br/>Still in a haze, he responds without hesitation.<br/><strong>"I didn't get a good look at him, but he had a dirty beard and wore a heavy cloak. It was a dark gray I think.  He certainly wasn't from around here. He was asking about potions, I showed him a few but he didn't have enough to buy them. He had a bit of a temper so I asked him to leave."</strong>, he explains, squinting his eyes a bit as he tried to remember the details.<br/><strong>"He was a bit short, I think, and he had a smell to him. A trait a lot of adventurers seem to share."</strong>, he adds, rubbing his forehead.<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Sigmund - Outside the City Walls, East</span><br/><strong>"Let's go then. Someone has to know about it."</strong>, the orcish man speaks, turning to walk off. The rain made the day quite miserable thus far. Worse yet, it showed no sign of stopping anytime soon.<br/>Returning to the southern barracks, the two find it less crowded than before. From the expression of the orcish man, Sigmund concludes that to be a rare sight. He excuses himself as he walks inside to investigate. After a few minutes he returns with news.<br/><strong>"Seems somethings going on over at Cayden's Hall. It's under control, but you'll have to go on without me."</strong>, he explains before hastily making his way northward, toward the tavern. He looks back to give a wave and call out,<strong>"Good luck!"</strong>