"...I see." Maxwell said, his talents of insight - enhanced by the psybird perched on his shoulder - telling him that there was more hope than certainly to that last statement. He made a mental note to organize a watch when people started preparing to sleep. If someone or something contaminated by the Haze could prove dangerous enough to warrant an entire city square being considered to dangerous to venture into, Maxwell did not enjoy the thought of Rikard becoming violent while everyone else slept.

"You mentioned factions earlier." Maxwell said. "I've also heard the rumors of the five big factions. Is there any further light you could shed on them or any of the smaller factions from your time in Drakkenheim?"

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Maxwell rolls a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/29961]Natural 20[/url] on his Insight check.
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