Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170315205423/@comment-5543592-20170316232758

"Actually, Mistress Rosselyn, I have an idea." Lambert said, remembering something. "Szeth." He beckoned the Skaal. The Nord had found his way conspicuously to the edge of the group, as if hiding.

"What caste are you?" The Greybeard asked.

"I have no caste, I am Bloodless." Szeth automatically answered on reflex.

"What were you born into?"

Szeth paused, in silence. "Hunter."

"Do you think you could assist us?" Lambert invited him politely.

The Skaal stared at him with cold, dead eyes, before nodding once, and stepping forwards, to the front. "What am I looking for?" Szeth asked.