[b]“Lyrisa Kortin,”[/b] he repeated, testing out the name. It had a last name, so would she also be a noble? Or was this last name business another thing that the Scribes liked engaging in. Regardless though, he went back to searching the area. There were a few paltry sums of iL and Talms, but that was all. The bandits, if nothing else, appeared to have left in a hurry, many weeks past. Yet there was no sign about WHY they left, other than the fact that the camp had been left in an excessively disorderly manner. Very...strange. There was something odd about this place, something that was only further emphasized by the fact that, considering how long ago it's been abandoned, it must point that there was a third force that was causing the disappearances in town.

What Fiore, Leifr, and Lyrisa were looking for was not here...but the bandits...perhaps they disappeared because of the presence of this unknown third party?

Upon further questioning from Lyrisa, however, Alleruen simply shrugged, discontinuing his train of thought. “Generally, I get that...assumption from a lot of people,” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind his ears, [b]“I'm used to it and It's been useful quite a few times as well, so I don't make much of a fuss about it.”[/b] 

An easy smile then shifted onto his features, as he finished, [b]“Anyways, what's important is the mind, not the outer appearance. I'm sure that you, Lyrisa, would agree with that.”

“Onto more serious matters though, I feel like it would be wise not to camp here for the night. It just feels like...there's a reason why the previous occupants had disappeared in such a hurry.”[/b]