Grim Views

A small pile of rubble outside the guild hall stirs and swirls as busy foot traffic walks by, settling back down as deliviries are made and guards patrol. It rises up and forms a vortex of pebbles as you approach and though it lacks a face you sense it is somehow peering at your tabard. A hissing voice can be heard:

De chains be broken an de troot o de mandate be all I an I tinkin 'bout. I be callin down de lightnin ta kill dem all, I be bringin de wave ah de watah ta bear idren up. Da one ya be callin' Greebo, 'im bring I back to de light. 'Im don know I and I be comin'. 'Im don know de name I and I choose tah honah 'im for de ovahstandin'. 'Is anga canna stop I an I from comin to de Grim and de mandate and inity with I. You be tellin' da High Sistah dat I an I wan meet er so 'is cleansin fiah not burn I.

The pile settles back down and you walk on, attempting to decipher the message.

(( I'd like for her to go through the inquisition, if we have room with our inquisitors ))

When Syreena gets word of the strange vortex of pebbles, she becomes curious. Still, she wasn't about to go try to talk to a pile of rocks. Anyone interested would easily be able to find a flyer with the Inquisitor office hours or could contact her if those times didn't work for them.

[[ work has come back to haunt me. The Greeb'jin Project(tm) will need to be put aside until a future date. Probably spring. ]]

((Okay. When you want to start it up again, just bump this thread or make a new Letter of Intent.))