He closes the door behind Marcos, crosses into the house and begins checking for where he put away tea.

"I think," Wrathion says, "that every place we have visited has had ties to the undead legions. That our dear friend the Merchant heard tales of that people here dealt in underground trafficking of young villagers to the undead legions. I have begun to see connecting strands, and I am wondering how much of a coincidence it is."

Or how much is entirely deliberate.