Bankor

Garth had found out too late about the duplicitous nature of Sister Mazakin, but apparently the betrayer she spoke of was the rightful leader of the Aznuri monks, so Garth thought it might be worth paying her a visit.

It took a while to find which barracks she was staying in, but he was diligent and rapped lightly at the door, hoping she would be in and awake.

Iyana opened the door and looked at the man quizzically, “Good morning, how may I help you?”

Garth offered a small bow to the native and his voice was soft as he spoke.

"Ah understand yer the one that Sister Mazakin convinced us t' raise arms against? Ah just came t' apologize, ah spoke up in support of that attack, ah was taken in by her words."

“You would not be the first to be twisted by her lies. Especially since you knew nothing about me,” she responded.

"Speakin' of, that's somethin ah was hoping t' rectify after the dust settles. Ah was hopin' to learn more of yer people and their Way."