Katri approached the town post, dark hair pulled into a high bun and her mask hanging loosely about her neck. Her bow was once again slung over her back and a piece of parchment was in her hand. She tacked it to the post. On it written out in neat, almost colligraphic cursive was:
Looking for anyone who may have knowlege of Jastrey's past, particularly in regards to Warlocks or encounters with the Dark Arts. This is purely academic and for understanding the fear of "darker beings."
Many thanks for any cooperation,
K. A. Cassitran.
Katri surveyed the note for just a moment. Clearly deciding it would have to do that way, she nodded and stepped back, sitting on a near by rock to rest for a moment.
Katri watches as Wyndfere adds a note to her post. She dips her head a bit and gets to her feet, stretching out her back. The Uordeq walks over and reads his note quietly, nodding through the bit she already knew- Stiers' past as a warlock- and narrowing her eyes in study to commit to memory what she did not know- a skeletal arm, and annointed sword and someone called Dreygor... She took her postition back on the rock not far away, too tired to walk back to her cabin at the moment.
Wyndfere adds a note to Katri's post. It reads:
"To my understanding and from the stories I've heard, Steirs was a warlock at one point. However, when Dreygor annointed his sword, his skeletal arm reverted to a normal arm and Steirs became a paladin."