Fendros glanced to Meesei before addressing who she assumed was the Matami character they were searching for. "Good day, thank you. Are you, by any chance, Matami? We are from the Synod. We have been looking for one Cyrus Derrunding." Fendros angled his head forward. "We understand you know him. Would you happen to know where he is? We need to speak with him about a matter of the utmost importance."

Sabine kept her eyes scanning over the fish on display. They carried the familiar smell of fresh fish as expected, a smell most welcome after travelling in the rocky desert for as long as they had been.