[sblock=Vor and Mir]'The man... if man he can be called, is immensly powerful - a blood when it comes to combat and scheeming alike. The armour he wears (like the Hammer your captain carries) is a powerful artefact, whose only weakness is that same weapon. So confident is he in the armours' properties that he has fused with his own body making him as much construct now as man.
'His irrational hatred of nature and the sylvan world has casued the torture and death of untold dyrads and rilmani, not to mention tuladhra, elves, humans, gnomes and halflings who make their home in the Outlands. None I have questioned know the root of his hatred and it is unlikely that anyone really knows the dark, and i wonder if there even is a reason for his ways.
'The Martyrs got involved when a caravan travelling from Tradegate to one of the towns in the more remote reaches of the Outlands was attacked. Attacked is hardly the right word. the guards were butchered and the crew slain to some dark deity. This is as much to lay our friends' souls to rest as much as it asbout nbringing these berks to justice. If you know anything about friendship, you will tel your captain to aid us.'[/sblock]