"Thank you," he said and again with a slight bow. He cam inside and pulled his hood back and his muffler away from his face, feeling secure since these people already recognized him. He paced for a moment before starting. "You may want to sit down, this may take a bit."
"The man that appeared before you today was a fugitive named Ander Greaves. He used to be a jailer, much like myself. In fact, me, him and his sister Terra were a recon team together. However, a couple of months ago, a series of events, that for some reason has been held confidential even from me, had caused him to be branded a traitor and locked up. When it came time for his hearing, he was found guilty and sentenced to the master's curse while they were to discuss about how to deal with him. The rest...," he paused shaking his head slowly, "was chaos... Apperently, they had already had enough evidence prepared to ready the curse and use it once he was declared guilty, but at the moment the arrow was fired, Terra jumped in the way, taking the curse herself...," Dremmick sat down on a chair close to where he had originally started pacing, the memories had obviously been weighing heavy on his mind.
"Ander tried to escape with his unconscious sister. When they retrieved her from him, he had already killed three generals trying to defend her. To end the fight, the leader instead banished Ander from the vicinity, sending him far away so that there would be no more bloodshed. Terra is still under the curse because she interfered. Now, because he was on my team, I am tasked on finding him and bringing him back to tun him in. But...," He quickly checked the windows, "I'm not so certain. I think there is more to what is going on. And if one of my theories is correct, he may be coming back for you." Dremmick finished, nodding toward Crystal.