| Quarion Holimion, Elven Druid
Quarion smiles. "A few hours outside the city you say? That, sir gnome, is my area of expertise. If you know nothing else important, I believe we should start with questioning the guards." The woodland elf turns to the others. "I shall go with Garma on the road while you all speak with the guards. We can scout better with only two of us, and I am no good with... people." He shrugs. "We can meet at the east gate at sunset. Is this plan satisfactory for you all?" Quarion pauses, waiting for input. | 
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