"It sounds too good, so I guess the discomfort isn't as simple as all that," Lancelot sneered, "What exactly is it?"
"Twin Bridges Town is a place of free faith, as long as secrecy is maintained, I won't order my subordinates to actively hunt down the followers of any deity. Therefore, there are always some priests mad enough, for various reasons, to come to this town," Tijana glared at Alamir with a specific look, "On a street near the riverbank in the market area, there is a cold drink shop called 'Exquisite Frostbite.' The owner is a tiefling with purple skin and half of his antlers broken. His name was Modai, or Mohoi… it doesn't matter. The important thing is his true identity is a priest of 'Goddess of the Cold Winter,' Olul, a deity with hardly any presence."
"Olul's priest? In the Plains of the Abyss?" Alamir exclaimed, "What does he want here?"
