Eltoon leaned in close and whispered.
"Our lord is troubled.
Many people in our vicinity have been murdered.
Their bodies after death glow something terrible.
He suspects a priestess or a sorceress is doing it.
When he heard you were close by...he sent me to investigate."
Dauphin opened her eyes and looked at the man.
"Am i to understand that i am being charged with these crimes?"
He shook his head.
"Our lord only wants answers.
He is suspicious of all female spellcasters and priestesses...like yourself."
Dauphin leans back and relaxes again.
"Also, he wants me to tell you...
If you refuse to cooperate, he will take that as a sign of guilt...and retaliate accordingly.
So please..just tell me what i want to know."
Dauphin leans in close.
"My business here is none of his..or your...concern.
Tell him I am a priestess....i am here on official business...and that i am not guilty.
If he retaliates...he will regret doing so.
Now leave me be...Sir Eltoon of Drashmere."
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