Voloke had sat down at the table, taking his greatsword out of its scabbard and resting it point down against, leaning against the table right next to him. He listened thoughtfully for a while to what was said by Rulathon and Thyriellentha, and then to the questions that his fellow 'detectives' had asked. The man in the red robe was a strange one, looking much more like a very slim woman. The mage girl seemed... well, like she was a bit defensive, and apparently she had committed arson before. Send a criminal to catch a criminal? Made sense, in some ways at least. She couldn't be all bad, suggesting that the nobility should share their living space with the poor and the homeless, not that it would ever actually happen. The other woman, 'Wren,' had asked what kind of rules they were going to be following. Essentially, the same as town guards. It wasn't too different from being a Grey Cloak. When the other man suggested that the six hundred people who had gone missing may have joined or formed a cult, Voloke raised another eyebrow. That would be... unpleasant to deal with. He had dealt with a cult in the past. Blind zeal had a way of making people dangerous.<br/><br/>He looked to Rulathon then, clearing his throat before speaking. "I assume that any guards at the gates to the city would have reported large numbers of homeless people leaving at night, especially if it became something of a regular occurrence," Voloke began. "So... do we operate under the belief that the missing victims are hidden somewhere within the city, or would they have been taken to Undermountain?" He asked. Voloke had heard more than a few stories about people going to Undermountain and encountering horrors, as well as some stories of people going to that dark place and never returning to tell what they had found. Such tales were popular in Waterdeep and the surrounding lands.