[IC] Chapter 1-4: Cellars of Hate

[Lugar]

"Best not to weep over it."  Lugar refers to the corpse cold-heartedly, remembering earlier days when he was a simple soldier.  Sights like this were common.  Remembering the charity of the priestesses of Elestraee for him once, Lugar says, "Whatever you see fit, Maul.  The cylinder of light isn't too far if we decide to send her home."  He looks at Mukatos.  "She would have been able to explain it better I think," he points at Merri's corpse.  "We were brought here through a cylinder of light, some spell or something.  We came from Waterdeep, a human city."

OOC- "I call dibs on her sword" meant to be out of character, should have specified though