Falconmoon listened to the answers provided by Torus' multiple minds, but did not fret as the illusion rang around him. He could see the druid handling the piece of fleece and thanks to knowing the local enchanter well, he had seen this before. It did signal the fact that there was something the druid was hiding however, so the priest, now even more intrigued, waved at them to follow. "Come, we shall talk in private."

It was a short walk to the spot they had for themselves, but even during that time the old priest found himself wanting to ask the questions already. With age came self-control however, so he did manage until the druid closed the door to the storage behind them. "Now, do not take me in the wrong way, but I am curious as to what and why you discussed with Kyra. What could have been worthy of your hushed voices?" Falconmoon was only worried, but his choice of words could have been better.

Afterwards he would be interested in asking the druid's story and about his need to communicate with him in Illusion magic, but that was for the later. Now as the priest leaned against the pile of crates containing spare armaments, his priority was to know why the two had been so secretive in the old tunnel beneath the keep.

[@Gordian Nought]