Faust nods at Kaylan's order. He looks down at the body actively choosing not to search it: "I trust his items will be given to loved ones..." His vowels are slower than usual, drawn out instead of quick. He turns around and meets eyes with Drakkon, "Let's look about for another entra...

Faust returns to the meeting area. He shoves an item into his jacket pocket. He awaits the remaining heroes to return.

"The stone looks of interest..." Faust mutters, unthinkingly signing his name in elegant handwriting on the line. As he hears the commotion in the square he politely excuses himself and exits the tent.

Faust speaks from the soul after the the half-elven stops. His words are monotone, as if coming from a place in his mind where he has not wondered in an age. "Even those who have nothing gain bravery in times of desperation...having your loved ones taken hostage." He shakes his head, "...

Faust is taken aback for a moment, not thinking his comment would spark a conversation. "Ahhh, I am merely making fun of my good friend because of his inability to concentrate in meditation, and appropriately how much he speaks of the act as the sole way for him to harness his power...we have d...

Faust strides out of the inn, toward the group that is beginning to gather. "Ah, Janus, my good man. I'm glad to see you can't seem to get your meditation down still." He smiles and turns to Kaylan, he gives him a large bow and when he returns to a straight position and pulls out a piece o...

The silence is filled again by the scratching of Faust's quill in his book which he has opened again. He smiles characteristically and tucks his journal under his arm, grabbing his pole-arm he walks out the door after the Chargeender.

Faust closes his book and stands, he speaks slowly in his foreign accent as if thinking thoroughly through every word. "You have my aid if you wish it as well, Lord Kaylan, let us deal with this cancerous crime before it spreads. We wouldn't want our Dark Elven Friend's plight to go unnoticed a...