Sharkun processe the information. He bows slightly to the evocation of the fallen, and touches his holy symbol.
"Ah, so actually dealing with the Crimson Heads is akin do dealing with the symptoms. Instead, we are going to directly fight the disease. But are you sure that so far, the work you and all others have done towards bringing Alexia down has had any effect on the living conditions in the Mercy? Becaus as we explore here, the Crimson Heads remain roaming and dangerous."
He gazes at the painting, and lightly pokes it with the tip of his guisarme.
"A painting? Here? And in such a huge underground manor. This Alexia comes from a very wealthy family, doesn't she? Does here family have any other offsprings than her, in Hamalthan?"