“Can we help you?” One of them asked, wrinkling his nose in distaste.
“Yes. My name is Raoul Za, of the Order of Law in Eskenberg. My friends and I have been travelling for a very long time, and seek news of the world and things happening within it.”
“Well spring will be here soon enough, Raoul Za,” the other acolyte replied smugly, “soon you will be able to air your clothes out properly. Is there anything else we can help you with?”
Raoul frowned. This was not going as planned. “I seek more specific news of a guild nature. Specifically if anything has happened to my own guild since I have been gone. I know that every member of this temple will know of anything happening in the world. It is the Guild way.”
“The guild way of vagabonds perhaps,” the first acolyte replied disdainfully. “I
