Uenno...she... Okay, Zojja, let's back up. Uenno and I decided to stay in the citadel for a few nights after we cleaned shop in the southern Shiverpeaks. Rytlock is with the others in Amnoon, apparently, so no chance of crossing paths. Uenno told me that she needed to meet with another "friend," which was starting to feel a bit suspect every other village... So I followed her. Maaaybe an invasion of privacy, but... I don't know how to feel about what happened yet. They met just outside of Smokestead. He looked human from a distance, but I suddenly felt a pinch behind my left ear and sick to my stomach. Whatever spell he was using to conceal his identity was strong. The briefest flash of light, and then...a mursaat. A living mursaat. I...I'd heard about what happened with Lazarus from a Pact engineer in Lion's Arch, but...here...? I was ready to attack when he noticed my position. I tried to run, but my legs went numb. Uenno urged me to remain calm and went straight into a lecture on personal security (I don't know if it was for me or her). The mursaat hovered nearby and watched. Was he anxious...? He gently put a hand on Uenno's shoulder and pushed her aside. He knelt by me and mumbled something I couldn't make out—it didn't sound like any native tongue I'm familiar with. I could feel my legs again, though. My weapon was just out of reach, but his voice was...kind. He gave me his name and assured my safety. He already knew who I was, and he seemed honored to meet me.