At the half-elf's soothing words and tone, the beggar gradually calmed down, until he sported a serene smile. He slowly took the silver piece, and kept it between his palms, as if warming it.

Despite all the chaos in his soul, he seemed quite clear and focused at certain topics. Allan saw it dozens, if not hundreds of times, to recognize those parts. Strangely enough, the house drinking the life from people sounded solid, then the ravens flying west, and the key he showed was the most focused.

He was also prone to take proper names literally, so the '[i]Where the dead go. Or come from?[/i]' part could refer to a location with [i]cemetery[/i], [i]grave[/i] or [i]tomb[/i] in its name. [b]"If you take it to them, will you share your reward with me? Old Torok can eat well many times, and maybe have a bath or two, if they are a straight deal."[/b]