That Lass Over There
Constant Panic
"All this hustling about… I assume you have informed them of the questing problem? Anyways, I have the report you asked for. The numbers are troubling… I would recommend keeping them to yourself. I know I for one intend to forget about them as soon as possible." Rahl walked out of the shadows, handing Alistair the promised report. His eyes watched the seemingly unorganized tandem over the hall with slight amusement. "I'll go grab my runes, just tell me whom I shall work with later."