Brae pays the barman, and then takes a seat at the booth with the scarred fellow and the halfling. The cleric takes a quaff of ale, rolls it around his tongue, and nods his approval for the brew. "Well, I wouldn't say the new prelate is stirrin' things up, but he certainly has some concerns about his safety." Brae takes another sip of his ale. "And the fact that there are still some unresolved murders involving the temple isn't sitting well with him. Thus, we are simply trying to lay the matter to rest."