As Cambor leaves the academy, he hears a female voice call out.
"Excuse me."
The fluffy chef lifts his head as he finishes locking up the kitchen, ear twitching as he looks for the source of the voice. "Yes?"
As Cambor turns around, he sees a human female wearing the robes of the Cathedral standing there. She has lightly tanned skin and brown hair that is cut just above her shoulders.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I was looking for someone and was told she might be here."
Cambor offers the woman a small smile, pocketing the key and stepping away from the door. "No bother, miss, I'm just finishing up. Who are you looking for?"
"She's a priestess. Sister Enerdhil. I was told that she works for a group that sometimes can be found here."
"Enerdhil?" He tilts his head, pursing his lips. "Not a name I'm familiar with." If he's lying, he's got an absolutely masterful poker face... this is a guy who doesn't really ask for last names
The lady frowns slightly, obviously disappointed.
"I guess I was misinformed. Someone had told me she worked for some 'league' now and that I may be able to find one of them here in Darkshire."
"League?" He scratches his ear thoughtfully. "Well, let's try it like this... You give me a name and a way to reach you, I'll pass it along.
The lady smiles and nods at Cambor.
'Thank you, that is most generous. I am Sister Annisa. I can usually be reached at the Great Cathedral in Stormwind."
"Sister Annisa. Easy enough to remember." He blinks, then lightly swats himself on the forehead. "Manners!" The same hand is offered to the comparitively little woman. "Cambor, in case you ever come around again. Although 'the worgen covered in sugar' usually works, too."
Sister Annisa smiles at Cambor.
"A pleasure to meet you, Cambor. Though that title is rather a mouth full."
He leaves his hand out for a few more seconds, then lets it drop if she doesn't take it, hooking his thumbs in his belt. "It's a kinder one than others I could've chosen, miss."
Sister Annisa takes Cambor's hand and shakes it gently.
"Well, I certainly do appreciate your generosity, Cambor."
"Hardly generous to take a message, miss. If there's anything else I can do...?"
"No, thank you sir. I've troubled you enough."
Sister Annisa smiles at Cambor and gives a slight bow. Then she turns and heads towards the tavern in Darkshire.
He considers, for a moment, following her. Then he rewinds the conversation in his head, and sighs. 'Sister' Annisa? Best not. He'd rather go to hell for a much more creative reason than that.
"... hn." He looks at his hand after she's gone, registering the scent in the back of his head, He'll write up something to send to Ly in the morning.
