A lone, Ixifar walks down the road toward town. He passes what looks like to be a half-elf.
"You, sonny! What is your name?" the Ixifar caws.
"I am Erdan, Warrior of the Woods."
"Nice to meet you, I am Wyndfere. What town is up ahead?"
"Why, Jastery of course. Why do you ask?"
"It's nothing really. Just looking for a certain someone. A paladin perhaps."
"Well, there is a paladin there. Steirs is his name. I hope he's the one you're searching for."
"Indeed. I hope so too."
A look of mischief glints in Wyndfere's eye as he heads to town.