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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6108375" data-attributes="member: 40413">Iserd sighs and looks downcast."The fish!  He just snagged it out of some fisher's net, took it to the pool in his library and called it a holy fish of knowledge or wisdom or something!  I've eaten a bit and I'm no smarter now than I was before.  It was a con, pure and simple, and the people of Gist fell for it, ah... hook, line, and sinker.  Meanwhile, I'm forced to live out here in exile."  She stamps her foot in indignation.Iserd calms quickly and sags in defeat.  "Yes, yes," she says with a half-hearted wave towards the cabin.  "The bones are in the cabin.  Take them and restore Aquos, if you must.  I would have done it soon anyway."Zelena has realized some things about Iserd when she sees a figure, an old woman, perhaps, lurking behind the dead tree at the corner of Iserd's cabin.  The gnome blinks and when she looks again the old woman is gone.Sylvain sees no fish but the interior of the cabin is lined with shelves filled with gourds and bottles decorated with bits of fur, shell, feathers and string and other strange bits scavenged from the swamp.  They seem a bit large for potions but he can think of no other thing that they could be.[sblock=Sense Motive]Iserd's words seem true but she is clearly playing up her feminine wiles for Borric's benefit.  There is also an underlying uncertainty, perhaps fear, that she won't be able to control the situation and her agreeable demeanor seems calculated to get you to go without violence.[/sblock]<a href="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/545/humanfbh1175.png/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img545.imageshack.us/img545/9168/humanfbh1175.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a>• Iserd, swamp-witch of Gist •</blockquote>

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