Fendros nodded at the door. "Suits me. We will probably not need both for these ones, though. I think the wife will be able to convince him for us." Fendros' expression turned uncertain. "Just one thing. Which one is Jespric?"

A few minutes later, Fendros brought back the captive the had the physical description of Jespric. Unfortunately for him, he still had the bruises and injuries of the previous fight. Keeping him in his bindings, Fendros sat him down on the chair opposite Eleninne and Aneitta. "This is your lucky day," Fendros said to him. "Not only did you survive, but so did your family, even after dipping your toes into something particularly dangerous."

Fendros leaned against the wall perpendicular to the family and crossed his arms. "Eleninne, how about you explain to him what is going on?"