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Not questioning Amarok's outburst, Searcion is clearly a bit slow to respond to the woman, appearing sightly fatigued from being unconscious. He shakes his head to brake his obvious blank stare and fixes his gaze less so at Blackroot's assistant, but more so at the entire group and questions...

Searcion carefully walks in with a fixed gaze upon Phineus. "Greetings, Mr. Blackroot. Me and my... companions, would like to ask you some questions, if you wouldn't mind." he says.

"Yes," Searcion replies, "My friends and I were wondering if you would be able to point us in the direction of the office of Mr. Blackroot. If we could simply talk with him, we'd be more than happy to desist our inconvenient loitering." he says sincerely.

Searcion turns and starts to follow Lucrezia, stepping only slightly behind her. He casually glances around at the people that inhabit the greater parts of Oakthorne, as well as the buildings and scenery while passing through the town center.

Searcion stares into the darkness briefly, without expression. He then looks at the rolled up parchment, then at the elf and giant. "I would assume that the next best step that we can take is in the direction of the town hall." He stares behind him toward the elaborately designed building. "That...

"Of course," Searcion spoke up, "This may be our only way to get to Blackroot, unfortunately." he looks slightly down for a very brief moment, contemplating the consequences that await him as well as his newly met companions. Returning to the glowing white teeth of Warren, he says, "Now, if you...

He quickly glances back at Lucrezia with a slightly sympathetic look on his face, but then swiftly turns back at Warren. "Hmm..." Searcion scans the man from head to toe, wondering what he's about to get himself into. "What precisely do you need help with? And what was your previous occupation...

He glances at the old man, very hesitant as to approach him or not. His ragged clothes and disturbing look on his face made Searcion unsettled. "He doesn't seem to want to cause harm, perhaps he just in need of some help, much like Amarok, Lucrezia or I.... or perhaps not..." "Yes?" Searcion...

"I believe that it would be most helpful if we find this Mr. Bogg." replied Searcion, "We can then finally be on our way to do whatever deed that must be done. Unless anyone has any problems or other matters to attend to, i suggest that we search for him as a group, it couldn't hurt at all." he...

"Oh, no, we plan no such thing." Searcion says with a smile, "We are here all from separate places, and have actually just recently met with each other. I am Searcion, a cleric of Pelor, the fair lady to my right is Lucrezia and the kind giant behind me is Amarok. He is here on personal business...

Searcion seems to have calmed down a bit. He doesn't see Amarok as frightening as he was originally. His kind personality surely doesn't reflect upon his rough exterior, he thought. "Well, perhaps if you are not too busy, you could stay in this town for awhile. You seem very weary and in need of...

Searcion stares at the broad-shouldered giant for some seconds before responding, for he has never seen such a thing in his entire life. "No... no i do not," he says blankly. He takes a step back , "...Hello..." Searcion is at a loss for words, the shear height and bulk of the fur wearing brute...

"Oh, I don't mind answering." he replied. Searcion then paused and looked at Lucrezia in a very questioning matter. "A post you say?" he paused again "That's very odd. I recieved one as well, a mysterious wanderer in a black cloak put it up. It said that this place required a helper of those...

Searcion says, "Hello, i happened to notice that you and I may be the only two elves in this entire village. I just found it peculiar that there weren't any others when i came here some few days ago, being it a heavily forested region. I am Searcion, a cleric from a far, far town toward the...

Searcion exits the temple and does a relaxing stretch or two, for he has just gotten out of bed from a long night's sleep. He heads toward the Inn with intent to question some of the villagers as to whether or not they had seen the same man he saw in his village, who had left the note. As he...