The all powerful wizard sighs. The deaths of the Sniper and the Parasite had, as far as his vast intellect could tell, revealed nothing as to the identities of the rebels. Berating himself for focusing on the explody magics and the ones to summon alcohol from thin air when he was in college, he again is forced to rely on his trusty dice.
"C'nor, good Sage, perhaps your field of expertise could be of more assistance in these dark days?"