Caladeran raised an eyebrow at the three. "sof ro all that planning and discussion on how to capture this Maria, who apparently is the boy's murderer, we are going to separate into three different directions?"

Shaking his head and scowling, Caladeran swept past the others and headed outside, muttering to himself. "It's a small wonder your kind isn't still swinging in trees and banging sticks on rocks ..."

I guess I'm confused ... we made a plan to capture this gal and now everyone looks to be splitting. I'm sure I missed something somewhere.

Maybe this is just a timing thing, but I assumed we needed to hurry if we were going to try and capture her tonight.