Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
You quickly (but thoroughly) search the rest of the granary, finding no more skeletal Black Echelon Operatives nor any sign of further disturbance.
When you exit Yargos Gill approaches quickly from across the shadowy street, his efforts at stealth almost comically exaggerated. "You dealt with the Operatives? Foiled their plan to poison the city's grain? Oh, my, oh, my . . . we simply must find Nessian and retrieve that codebook before he uses it to trigger another attack! I wish I knew where he makes his nest. I simply have no idea . . . but I know one who might. Grandmaster Torch is a broker of information. He makes his home in the Puddles district . . . I can take you there!"
When you exit Yargos Gill approaches quickly from across the shadowy street, his efforts at stealth almost comically exaggerated. "You dealt with the Operatives? Foiled their plan to poison the city's grain? Oh, my, oh, my . . . we simply must find Nessian and retrieve that codebook before he uses it to trigger another attack! I wish I knew where he makes his nest. I simply have no idea . . . but I know one who might. Grandmaster Torch is a broker of information. He makes his home in the Puddles district . . . I can take you there!"