[h3]Sir Yanin Glade[/h3]
	There was a barely perceptible hitch in Yanin's quill when Sir Freagon fixed his single eye on him, but ultimately admitted he had no better plans, either. 
	He had figured he knew why Sir Freagon did, but the human knight had no particular desire, or, at this particular point in time, [i]need[/i] to haggle. Bar untimely violent destruction of their equipment, they could make do for a good while, even at these rates. They [i]could[/i] kill the vampire, given no surprises. So could the Dei'iel. It wasn't unique to them. It could very well be a waste of time, and of whoever it or the predator they were urged to go after took. What he really needed was information. [i]Solutions.[/i]
	[color=f7976a]"The reasonable course of action would be to rendezvous at a designated location in Wenal if deemed necessary. He's been killing people. Delaying wastes lives." [/color]
	[i]Wouldn't doing be a more reliable indicator of worthiness?[/i] Easy enough to say just about anything. 
	Yanin couldn't disagree that these lands needed heroes - desperately, lest they were truly headed to end times. But no mere hunters hunters and fighters. [i]Wouldn't it be lovely if all problems could be solved in single melee combat.[/i] 
	Those, too, naturally, but also learned mages. Healers. People who knew - or could figure out - things not even divines had any apparent knowledge of. 
	[i]Why would a torn apart soul slow the Withering down?[/i]

	Yanin spent some more time carefully cleaning and setting aside his remaining writing supplies when he was finished.
	[color=f7976a]"There might yet be people who come looking; Quintin seemed to not recall them from around the town. Figured this would be more accurate than a written description,"[/color] the human knight offered, handing Lady Bor (or, at least, setting down close to her plate) what turned out to be quite faithful illustrations of the five people killed by the crusaders - as much as was possible with just black ink and paper, anyway - along with a note detailing the circumstances of their deaths. Up to Lady Bor if she wanted to share the latter with any potential family or friends that might turn up. 
	Mercifully, in the actual illustrations, Yanin had omitted some of the details that were most likely the result of their murder, and subsequent hanging from a tree for any number of hours.
	It was only then that the Viper finally decided to fill his own plate. 
	[color=f7976a]"If you have questions to me, ask. I won't answer any I deem dangerous to the undeserving."[/color]