Mar sighs rubbing the back of his neck as he walks along the streets. he had little more than a voice to go on and the pain in his neck he sighs trying to concentrate and keep an eye open for anyone suspicious. Mar slips down a side alley his mind full of questions as he emerges on another street heading for the arcane sanctum perhaps they had answers for him now. Mar stops a moment by a fountain and watches the water taking a moment to enjoy the peacefull midday sun "how do i find someone i don't know" he says aloud straightening his tabard then turning to move on heading down a side street Mar planned to take the long way to the sanctum. Mar stops at a street vendor "this is abit of a shot in the dark but have you heard of the author GH clarke"