Justin

Justin sheathes his blades looking around grinning. "Well that seemed to go better than the last little fight I was in. Though strange to have animated skeletons running around under the church. Maybe Father Zantus could shed some light on it. " Glancing at the name plate he reads it out loud before shrugging, "Does anyone else know who Tobyn could have been?".

Seeing the pile of rags that looks out of place he crouches beside them and see's if there anything contained within them.