[sblock=Outside the eastern gate]As Shoot and Anvuss approach, the man steps out of the shadows, his arms crossed in front of his chest. From his face it is clear that he's seen better days, the scars showing both a lack of money for healing magic, as well as a rough life. There is a smirk on his face as he says, "Are you things lost? Or are you maybe lookin' fer sumthin' ... or somone?"[/sblock]
At Raven's questions, the cultist looks a little crestfallen. "I ... I've only met Bryllys once. I don't know where he and the assisstant are. Shiv comes by to give us Bryllys' orders from time to time. And sometimes he has us meet him at the casino. That's where I was going to take you." He shudders for a moment, "And since he went running at the sight of you, I don't think Shiv will want to talk. But ... but he might want those documents bad enough. That might get you to see him at least. But Bryllys ... my failure here has ensured my doom, I'll never know his blessings now." He says the last with a slightly lost look on his face and a note of hysteria in his voice. He wails and burys his face his his robe.
You're fairly sure that most of the "bats in his belfry" are dead (he's well past the line into crazy).