LCA - Raul
"Very well, can't blame a golem for trying to be sociable! But, as you wish .... just a moment, please..." A look comes over the stony face that Raul would swear is a thoughtful look if it was on any flesh-and-blood creature. After another moment, the golem continues, "...ah, there. 'T'is done. Someone will be with you shortly."
After a few more minutes, an aging Dwarf wearing the servant's livery of the LCA appears out of nowhere. "Yes, Good Constable, how may the LCA be of service to one of Lauralie Summerhome's Finest?"
After Raul relates his tale, the Dwarf says, "Ahh you want to see Professor Mirisa Brightbloom!" He then produces a scroll, reads it, and Raul finds himself standing outside a door in a hallway that is definitely not where he just was a second ago. A Placard beside the door reads, "Assistant Professor Mirisa Brightbloom." Raul looks around nervously, sees no one else, and having no other reasonable course of action available to him, knocks on the door. "Enter, you Fine Hunk of a Man!" says a sultry voice with the accent of a Sylvan Elf.