Hilde winced internally as Isolde made the connection between the Amythest college and necromancy. She hoped that Strickland wouldn't scrutinize the connection too much. Behind his easy smile she sensed a keen intelligence and she suspected it would go poorly for them if he should turn it upon the three mercenaries.

Strickland didn't react visibly though Hilde thought she saw a slight sharpening of his eyes. The witch hunter reached into his purse and produced a gold soverign and slapped it down on the table.

"There is a coaching inn by the east gate, ask for me there by name when you have made your decision. I am certain that you will make the correct choice." With that the witchunter came to his feet and bowed with a courtly extravagance before slipping quietly. Isolde let out a breath. Hilde licked her lips and settle into her chair, unsettled by the strange witchhunters sudden appearance and disappearance.

"Well..." Hilde exclaimed, reaching out to snag the golden coin on the table before shifting uncomfortabley.

"That was unexpected, I don't know if I trust him but there is something about him..."

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