Wing
"Technically speaking, I'm neither at the moment. Like I said, I'm a friend of a friend of a friend; another ally of their's requested my assistance. It seems there's some dead men here looking to take advantage of the new Shadowland to cause some mischief. Problem is that their definition of mischief is somewhat more aggressive to mine or yours."
Wing drains his diminutive glass.
"You really should try it, it's delicious. But anyway, about these lost souls, when were they taken? Do you know where? If they ended up in the Realm as slaves, chances are they'll have a better life than they did in whatever village they came from. The Empire may be corrupt and incompetent, but it made sure none suffered needlessly on the Isle.