He felt bad for having bothered the young priestess in the middle of her duties, her burden obviously significant, but it had been difficult to find anyone that was not actively engaged in something. He appreciated her kindness, despite his interruption, and gave her a thankful nod as she hurried on after giving him direction to the board.<br/><br/>The board, for all it's convenience, did not give him all of the information he hoped for, but it was something. Verification that he had been dealing with shady powers, at best, if nothing else. Still, in the scheme of banditry as he understood it, the relatively innocuous 'disruption of peace' and 'theft' were minor compared to what could be listed as their crimes. Not nice folks, certainly, but not the scum of the earth...or so it seemed. Although, he had to admit that he did not know exactly what 'disruption of peace' meant to Soulspire.<br/><br/>He turned to someone nearby. "Pardon, but this notice here...about the Crimson Devils. Have you heard of where they are and what they are usually up to? I mean, pissing in the street is a disruption of the peace. Theft, I understand, but how bad are these folks? And who would be in charge of posting these and accounting for their completion?"<br/><br/>Depending on what he found out would dictate whether he was going to continue trying to assist Lysa and her gang. So far he had been stymied, but he was still hopeful. If they turned out to be a general nuisance, he still had hopes of trying to work something out with Soulspire to perhaps get the Crimson Devils to move out on their own. The only cost to Soulspire, instead of lives, would be a small bit of manyte. Trying to figure out who he would have to talk to in order to make that happen was going to be another obstacle, but if it meant less blood spilled, it might be worth it to all involved.